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I desire death

(You said you understood)

I know of no other solution to my problems

(You believe I am the answer to your discontent )

I am scared and life is frigid

(Your touch is warm)

I am in debt to my mistakes

(You want to heal me)

I am sick

(Your kiss won't fix this)

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