I want to live,
I want to see,
Why won't anyone,
Listen to me?
I'm done with dying,
I'm done with you,
Because I know,
You aren't true.
I wish to speak,
I wish to say,
That no one,
Will survive today.
Birds may fly,
And you are happy,
But won't you,
Let me free?
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