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My immortal soul cracks but wont break

How much more of this nuisance can i take

As the scarlet liquid drips from my open wound

I hope yet again that my time cones soon

Deeper and deeper my blade forces itself into me

Less pain fills my mind

All of a sudden relief from a knife .

My fragile body is mentally pained

Because my demons cant be tamed

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