and how you scream, you beg for silence.
only trust your enemy.
only trust your memory.
unkind indeed to be this helpless.
this place of light where life is intact.
I think I am insane...
My rage, my hate have a rendez-vous with fate.
My fear stays here, you needles come too late.
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