Life
Life without air is a life without life,
dieing in despair is dieing without light,
don't stare at the darkest to long
it will hurt your eyes when the lights turn on,
feeling that burning sensation is the meaning of living with life,
the despair that overtakes you is the despair that takes you over.
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