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May 2014
Pain.*
Everywhere.*
In my head,
And in my heart.
Exploding against my consciousness,
It ***** the energy out of me,
As I sob and cry,
As I draw out my knife,
Prepared to die.
I would do anything,
Just to end my pain.
This misery,
This torture,
It kills me,
Inside and out.
It's time to end,
The pain I hid well.
So I'm going back home,
Back home to hell.
ClockworkGrenade
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ClockworkGrenade  In the depths of hell
(In the depths of hell)   
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   Vivian Proctor and Dreamer
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