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I want to smile,

but it always makes me sad.

Am I in denial,

or craving something I once had.

I want,

then i don't care.

I lose,

out the window I stare.

Saying goodbye is so hard,

and it hurts so bad.

Leaves my insides charred,

like a pissed off dad.

Looking for center,

I stray right.

I'm about to enter, 

exploding dynamite.

*S*