DEATH

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I HATE MYSELF
DEATH IS MY FRIEND
AND MY ENEMY
I GREET IT WITH OPEN ARMS
BUT RUN WHEN I CAN

I HATE MYSELF
YET DEATH LOVES ME
LOVES MY BROKEN SOUL
SO SLOWLY I LEARN TO LOVE DEATH

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