Immortality

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You can make me bruise or bleed

Hell, slit my wrists for me

Because out of the tears and pain, 

I've gained immortality

This is a new type of living

A type where I refuse to be beaten and broken 

Where I won't let my happiness get stolen

Where I won't let it take control again

Because this battle I know I'll win.






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