Lonely. but still free. free from the beast inside. ain't it funny. whitout the beast i am lonely. but with it i wanna die. what is worse. is it even a option or not
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I would like to translate this poem
Dont sharpen that lonely to be a knife that later can stab your life... Let the lonely be lonely, but you keep survive We all human, we have hearts that feel So lonely is all we all feel sometimes, it must be But to your life, your life has giving yourself a great life You maybe alone, but you are with yourself to company and i am sure, it just time..temporary only one day u may know and see how different it will be So then sharpen the lonliness to kill your life Just brighten your mind more than your eyes and we will survive, dear remi