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The sun burns down my skin, 
It's tough to live in a city of sins, 
Every face i see every moving one, 
Seems like to murder he has come, 
This fear is splitting me in half, 
Turning me to a schizophreniac, 
Where a part of me is trembling with fear, 
While the other grabs knife for who comes near, 
One guy is afraid of getting pierced with nail, 
The other is having a hobby of playing with flames, 
When a guy drives slow at the speed of snail, the other wants to trample at every sail, 
A guy is shy to speak to girls at glance, the other holds grudge to strangle a neck, 
No wonder being alone supports the strong, the weak one wouldn't stand alone too long, 
So the lonely wind that trained vicious mind, 
Did what it did best and found bleak person mine, 
Soon the trembling me was murdered by me, 
And i became my own enemy, 
Where no one to speak, strangers wont bleed, 
I cut my wrist to see the flowing red i need, 
One attempt is saved but i didnt stop, 
I sock my fist on the hardest wall, 
The wall wont crumble, my fists do that, 
No one to pour ideas of despair, 
The sorrow wrecks havoc in mind, 
No one to share, rage multiplies, 
The ones that were left for me too left, 
And I am accused for my own peace's theft, 
The empty heart that's left by all, slowly in it seclusion crept, 
And after that none was there to save, I lied there lone with a nature wrecked, 
The heart got veto, convinces mind, 
No use of us, let's collapse, it's fine
So I kill my self and that's a crime, 
cant explain that convicting my sick mind, 
Coz I cant go back to the days when ill, 
When I murdered my part that was weak and frail, 
So don't have excuses, cant blame that, 
I was no longer a schizophreniac.

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