Always lying, always dying, always losing fate. Never loving what you have you let it fade away.You never want to dream again you always soak in fear, thats why your losing everything that you hold very dear.Everyone is scared for you, you know that, you know its true but you never let them past your wall you won't let them near you...So heres something to think about when your in bed at night, think of how you want happiness when you fully die.
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I would like to translate this poem
excellent. great choice of wording. subtle, and serious. nice work.