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the quintessence of being

the meaning of living

an argument inside

between bleeding...

misanthropy for mankind

feeling cold in my heart

standstill prolonged forever

suffering with pleasure

sleeping with opened eyes

these nights, I cannot die

the quintessence of being

the meaning of living

this is war, not forgiving

the war of my minds

how much can you feel ?

how many scars will be ?



dying someone in me everyday

for another to be born again

the war inside of me

the war of my minds