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Frustration

You clench your fists

Intension

Hang up or cut it up to your wrists

Self…kill (x2)

Pro KILL…self kill…KILL

In the upshot

You might try

To write a few final words

And free yourself from this world

Letting all the thoughts fly into night

…untold

(pre)

“I remember the time – the way it was

Lost myself - I know what’s the cost

The price I’ve paid - set as highest stake

Lost my time - filled it all with fake

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Now those days are long gone

Price I’ve paid

Here’s no return

Enough is said” X2

Pro KILL

In the upshot

You decide

To write a few final words

And free yourself from this world

Letting all the thoughts fly into …untold

(pre)

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Forget what’s gone

All your failures and your pain

(pre)

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