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Help me subdue my troubled mind,
So that I may gain some peace;
Wanting,
To burn it away,
Every single piece;

Disease,
Torture,
Fills this clouded mind;
Victims lay restless,
Haunting every sleep;
Trying to take back the things that I have reaped;

Broken lives,
clinging to my head;
Nightmares,
Of faces,
I thought I left behind;
Bloodied flesh falling through my mind;

These eyes,
The victims of your war games;
My life,
Twisted and abused;
Transformed,
Into something I refused;

These ill effects arrived from isolation;
No time for weakness I begin my penetration!
Written by mOSES
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