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Despair

Despair is like lack of air
Suffocating on the inside
I need to hide

Run away from my mind
Thinking im in a bind
Hoping things will get better

I wish life is worth something
Something more then nothing
Is life worth the pain

Pain doesn't always lead to gain
Get high to forget life
Life always leads to the scythe


The Reaper will come for you
Who knows what paradise is like
Hopefully better then now

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