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Tide to the rejection, breathing so deeply, so deeply. For every page I burn my tears will found a way, cause this wounds haven’t..haven't aged a day. We never wanted but somehow we are our own disease, regardless of an overture to the surface. Many a heart is aching but you can’t read them all, it’s not the great depression for me. My integrity's darken, oh, Lord, my hands were shaking again, ‘Cause I never expect to get better. Contempt, drag me to my own death. Contempt, drag me to my own grave. I come to realize there never was a fucking exit, you betray every motion. The grief for me is still too near, your shadow’s still beating me, you should never fucking raped me. The grief for me is still too near, your shadow’s still beating me, you should never fucking raped me. Hidden voices whisper to me, hidden voices whisper to my ears. Many tears break tonight, many tears breaks to night, many tears before the final outcome, I was defeated and broken. I remember you like a thousand years of plagues. I refuse to have you again in any way, I remember every fucking thing.

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