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ash stained mentality worst days got the best of these thoughts branded internally breath in the smoke i brought this shrapnel here dead reflection / shard of glass though coated-dark i saw something look back failure fell from above look down / own up cold at the touch i did this to us failure fell from above / not enough scared to death this feeling coincides with the length of my life laid to rest / form of closure put to bed / for this to be over
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