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There's days, my time grows older to darkness 
My breath as if my last I give for peace 
Patience, long waited death; time counting the ticks 
To be or not, the answer to the question 
Live life thou have had pleasure of its pain, 
feeling the eternal thirst it beats 
Soul draws weary the life preservation to exist 
Our bodies decaying like corpse bury beneath 
the trash hills 

Have I given up or has life forsaken the dream 
At young age is wish for all ending, just to escape 
The unknown of my demise I want to soar 
with angels 
Land of beauty how my heart aches for the world 
I deeply regret, I can not change what wishes 
not to be changed 
Does life revolve by evolution to mankind, 
we destroy that belief 
To make ourselves authority of knowledge even 
you can not prove 

Is it so hard believe egg was seed to all life 
Truth be known our structure, dust of earth maggots feed apon 
Love, desire not strong enough to change heart, 
only one choice they choose 
A reason of hope drawn from within, its depths 
of darkness a light 
Abandoned among the ruins charged by love 
But we are only human, our spirit lead the way 
Ambition for death I live as if yesterday's gone 
But only in my soul do I find breath, way of the 
spirit my gratitude as its servant

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