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"the future holds a powerful tomorrow
dont know if i am strong enough to make it
death has no weakness
ready to give into the sweet temptation
a place with no more hurt
a place where i can no longer feel pain
where cutting is like morphine
rushing through your body
letting you escape your inner pain
releasing your soul
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