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the death in me


I dream of hell coming,

I seek heaven,

but its a nightmere,

i cant let go of the past,

the death in me is you,

i try to let go but the tears turn into...

BLADES. the blood drips slow...

THE DEATH IN ME IS YOU!

i scream silently,

its like a nightmere being here,

i feel like im dieing every day...

i get more and more depressed,

i dont have a mother anymore...

the death in me is satan... no heart no soul just ASHES FALLING!!!

i try to stop dreaming of hell, but every day i wake up im in hell again,

being alive haunts me... the death in me IS SATAN!

i cant wake up from this nightmere i just cant...

THE DEATH IN ME IS THE WORLD!

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