Cuts my wrists to make me bleed;
Take this life away from me.
Eyes stitched wide open,
I'm forced to see,
See what this world has come to be.
I don't want to live,
But it's impossible to die,
I can never blink,
Therefore I always cry.
I'm nearing that side now,
Nearing that side of fate;
I'm getting closer,
Closer to Hells' gate.
As I peer through...
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