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Jun 8
Stab my soul and make me cry
Until every fiber of me yearns to die.
Give me the thrill of skating with eternity
By having it all plunge down from under me.
Strike me down and poison my well-loved name
While I watch it burn with terror, release, and pain.
Help me reach the Nirvana fit for my wildest dreams
By killing my hope and then showing me it was obscene.
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