Gedicht

once again i look through the window
and see the blue sky
once again i look through the window
and ask myself why?
why do i live?
what would be if
i wouldn't be here?
could i see tears
on your cheek?
maybe nobody would need
maybe nobody would miss - me
i hate this - thought
but perhaps
the world would collapse
i don't know what would be
maybe everything would go bad
if there isn't me
i hate to think about that

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