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Feeling the weight of these poor decisions.
Can't breathe the air is filled with so much tension.
Sadly this is not the life I had envisioned.
Tried to escape it but even my mind is like a prison.
Every turn ends the same, always a head on collision.
At least you could act human while making your incisions.
Yet again I'm left dying as you strike with such precision.
I should have looked to my heart but it was you to whom I devoted all of my attention.