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 Life without hopes ... Death without 
 
 Well concealed
 My human destitution
 Shroud of endless 
 Within
 
 A shadowed figure
 A lone failure
 Shameful posture
 Shy disciple of 
 A fool to decay  ever-cold
 
  scripts of life unknown
 Unheard
 All breath to give in to (dark)  formulae
 
 In grief... placid
 The world surrounding 
 Obsessed by ill 
 Possessed and inclined
 
 To enter this covetous 
 True and bitter  my destiny
  wish of death...
 Be real
 Carving... my skin
 Reveals... the  of... tragedy
 
 Better... to feel
 The pain... fully
 Than to drift
 In the emptiness
 
 Between nothing
 And sadness
 
 Cut up
 Depressed
 Alone
 
 Wounds as deep (as any) 
 (And) sorrow deeper than  wound
 I gave (myself)
 Thicker  any scar
 I left
 For me
 There is no 
 
 Left  in here
 For  is no escape
 A life painted with blood  loss)
 The wrists to my freedom  razors edge
 
 And these  of mine will never fucking heal