I miss 2009 badly.
I miss everyone in that year.
I miss the thrill.
I miss the guy I used to love.
I miss having family outings.
I miss everything last year.

Miserable year, this year, I meant.
I do not look forward for tomorrow,
cause I know I will keep on dying.

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