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Set To Self-Destruct

No man nor beast can survive, In a climate meant to deprive. Barren of hope and loss of scope, Where no one gets out alive. Seeking a place to reside, Full of contempt and pride. You've followed a path, guided by wrath, That destroys the goodness inside. Lost in a forest of shame, Looking for someone to blame. Blinded by fears and drowning in tears, Will mark the end of the game. All that remains is a shell, Now a prisoner bound in Hell. The death of dreams and nightly screams, Left alone in an empty cell. Don't you know you hold the key, And the will to set you free. It starts today, once you say, This isn't who I want to be.

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