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In the corner of my mind

Everything I've seen causes pain

I do not feel anything or anyone

Never again to believe

All my life is shit

Why don’t you die?

You are guilty of all the pain

The solution is death, all the hatred

Cumulative, here and now

It was better to be a prisoner

Than being free now and suffering

The damage is done

The feeling of revenge is present

Disordered mind and inner pain

All this became flesh