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To Die For
You don't really know the pain You never hear the hurt, grasp for breath See the torture through the eyes depth Their face you tell beneath their silence Ready to go, acceptance to death is easier Than the pain of the world we leave Through love we share times passing We grow, drift away life of our own Sickness all around, danger just partake We die each day killing ourselves Our souls, what hurt that it still cares The evil from within darkness depths Like woman scorned, revenge is seek No responsibility, looking point blame Everything we touch has word kill Heart of one wicked as the next We die, just to live or purpose walk It comes quickly, comes lingering like a fog Devouring flesh, eating from inside Reaper, few steps beyond journey path Its breath, breathing like constant wind We know no day, death be certain Our dying days, we live without thought withering away To die for, to be or not to be Or unto death our last breath to the grave
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