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everyday feels the same,
the heat and the weight,
everyday i'm tired,
everyday i want to end this,
but ending it myself won't promise me heaven,
either happiness that i have been longing to,
thinking what my life is worth for,
just leads me to sadness,
until my mom enters my room,
oh!
now i know,
it is to make her cry,
for my success.
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