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Time
Time is not real
My life has no purpose
They both are useless
There are here for people to have order
Without it some would go mad
While I would sit and think about her
As the world went crazy on the outside
I would think only of her safety
She is the only thing that matters
The rest can die
I would laugh and cry
As the world ended
Crying because I didn't get to kill them
Laughing because I miss them
She would make me go on
As the world fell apart
I would find her
Then I could die
As long as I got to hold her in my arms
It would be worth it
As long as I got to tell her that last thing
My life has a point now
To hold her in my arms just once
Then I can die with a tear in my eye and a smile on my face
Read on Monday, May 14, 2007.
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