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To Die

Our hearts are corrupt
And falling apart
Our souls are burnt up
And pitch black
Our eyes are filled
With cold, bitter tears
We put up with life
Just to die in the end
We’re sick of this life
Tired of the lies
All we really want
Is to rest in the earth
And DIE





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