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Disarray of thoughts crowding in

my mind The pages of history of

my being they are written out by

blank recollections Thousands of

undistinct dreams depress and

deprive of confidence... The

hard soul pain Imitation of life in

only one expectation when

everything will change for bette

Suffering mind is looking for a

way out -- NO! Depression...

Breaking my venouses by teeth

I'm looking for the saving - NO!

I'm perishing, but who needs

me? What shall I do? Who will

prompt? To go to the non-existence where the darkness will

hide me and nothing will be \tch

turing habit to life will be Chao:

of thought crowding in my mind

Imitation of life in only one

expectation when everything will

change for better I'm coming to

you, you don't need me Who will

comprehend me now?