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Blessed are those who can bleed.

Blessed are those who can suffer .

because life is no longer a gift,

but more like a burden.

Blessed are those who can look as far

As far as gates of life caging them

Carving the failure mark into my chest

Preventing me from finding peace.

Dark matter covers me

Dark matter kills the light

I am more, than the blackness

Between stars.

I am more.

Blessed are those who can look as far

As far as gates of life caging them

Carving the failure mark into my chest

Preventing me from finding peace.

Blessed are those who can look as far

As far as gates of life caging them

Carving the failure mark into my chest

Preventing me from finding peace.

Don't grief for me.

Don't grief for me.