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I am the first
to live
to feel
to fall
to leave
to hurt
to cry
to fail
I am the last
to finish
to feel
to succeed
to leave
to remember
to cry
to fail
I am not the only
but it feels that way

the marked one
the first one
the last one
the damaged one
the barely keep it together most days one
the keep you chin up, people are watching on
the don't let anyone know you one
the hide your scars

but it not all
but its me
but I wish it wasn't

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