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From the time

you were born

from the womb

when you were torn

and to the tomb -

- when you're forlorn

Life inspires acts of death.

You struggle hard

to stay awake

not to succumb

to the incessant pain

avoid to come

to terms with truth -

- life inspires acts of death.

You hold

a bleeding heart

in your hands

(life inspires acts of death).

Carved out

with a knife

by yourself

(life inspires acts of death).

Receiving help

from those around

a feint caress

of future shroud

one helplessness

that whispers how

life inspires acts of death.

Accepting this

a solemn urge

this suicide

'the April surge'

procession ride

a mournful dirge,

life inspires acts of death.

With this an empty

senselessness

you've dealt

(life inspires acts of death)

Inequities

atrocities

you felt

(life inspires acts of death)

(All) your art

is a Battle to deceive your screaming heart

to escape the thought that rips you apart

delaying the truth to erase your fear!

Your order

is an illusion of a happiness distorted

an odyssey of enlightenment aborted

preventing you from thinking ever clear!