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My pain is not a game This strength of evil is growing While I am going beneath the world While the pressure of pain is in my mind The texture of blood is my only gain Death is a constant in my life **** is my only fight from this pain I only wanted a savior From this depression Life is a burden upon me Let this be a lesson
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Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC
My pain
My pain is not a game This strength of evil is growing While I am going beneath the world While the pressure of pain is in my mind The texture of blood is my only gain Death is a constant in my life **** is my only fight from this pain I only wanted a savior From this depression Life is a burden upon me Let this be a lesson
matthew-oreilly
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Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC
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