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There isn’t thought

The words are corroding me

There isn’t life in my being

I feel ice inside my veins

I can’t face the pain

Torpid nerves

The sensations of the pain

That change in pleasure

My thoughts are twisters

My flesh is mutilated

This prison of silence

Became symbol of desperation and pain

There is a light

It neutralize the pain

And the evolution arrive to end

Give good-bye to this world