so much, so little

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So much pain

so little gain

so much regret

so little I forget

so much fighting

so little rewriting

so much said

so little bled

you always say

it'll end someday

dont bother

you lied

there I go, falling farther

im just pushed aside

so much hate

so little on my plate

so much suicide...

yep, glad I died

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