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made up Poem With Liz
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Teenage Chronicals Sitting in an empty room
Contiplating meaningless lies
asking questions that have no answers
Why do we cry
Why do we try
What do we look for in life
Can you find me and answer
When i cannot find myself
Meaningless excuses
They fuel us to go
Where Why When
Do we know do we care
All thats left is our lies
An Empty Which makes us cry
Seeking truth that we will never find
