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From cut veins blood seeps,
Gun bangs and brains leak,
Rope hangs the pains steep,
Pills bring eternal sleep,
We're all mindless sheep,
Life's game we cannot see,
Pawn piece in game of kings,
Ruled by the mighty queen,
Fooled by the light it brings,
Deaths close I feel the sting,
Eyes closed no light is seen,
It all seems a haunting dream,
Which I cannot awake from,
I see the end here it comes,
So here I go or there I went,
My life's worth is all but spent.
~DM2~
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