Rage, inside rage
And yet again I was killed Death always find it's ways to me I can't fight Because death, is also I want to find It's the only thing that keeps coming for me Hunting me for hours and strangle me to sleep. It makes me beg for air And makes me want to think of life that is not fair. I want this death, it's loyal to me this death showed me love in darkest ways.
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