What do you think?This a poem i made thats was inspired by a friend and his being published Its called My Life

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My Soul is black
Just like a witchs cat
I lay awake at night just so I can cry
A lot of the time I want to curl up and die
Depression
Obsessive
I cut myself
The pain of all the days I have to go through
I wonder why Im alive
No point of living
Theres no giving
I should just pack up and leave
Theres not point or thing for me to grieve
My soul is too black to believe
I have nothing
No family nor friends
Apparently theres no point for me living
So I guess this is the End

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