Where is the purpose of my life?
What is the reason I'm living for?
That painful thoughts tries to revive
A gain that moves my body for
A greatest tasks for human kind
That shaded in an endless hole.
My current state - try to survive,
It feels much harder than day before.
In every moment when i don't cry
But feel a burden of teardrops,
Headaches bursts my restless mind
I'm scared that someday i will be gone.
Fear
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