The pain of life and the thought of death.
My heart, it hurts.
As though its been burnt.
And the flames have consumed all the love thats been loomed.
How can I live a life with such pain? I cry uncontrolably, my tears are untamed.
Blood drops of grief and pain, I smear on this paper and leave it stained!
And with this stain I hope to leave all my pain. Because maybe the pain lies just within my veins!
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