** I hate this dark place, it burns like mace,
Eating at my soul, so I'll never be whole,
Everything’s gone out of control,
I feel as though I might just burst and go berserk,
Everything’s twisted and warped,
Broken and beaten, can I go on?
My heart bleeds for what I need,
Death looks close and yet so far,
This all could end, if my heart might mend,
So still I know it may never end.

 
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