So much,
So little�
9 lives,
In true cat fashion,
�Cept they were taken,
not lived.
Or were they?
Who can truly know,
when a spell is thrown?
I asked for guidance,
and I lost all for which I cared,
the ones I loved,
the ones I fought,
they, the same.
Everyone I loved turned, forgot, gave up.
Never have I known security, ease, simplicity.
In life, I seek it
But in death, it lies.
I have asked for aid,
Time and again,
Yet all I find
is still more pain.
I do not know how to be happy,
All I know,
All I�ve learned,
is; depend solely upon yourself.
Everyone else just lets you down

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