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I hate my life with all it's sorrow,

My mind is wasted,

My heart wilted and tainted,

Horror fills my soul,

Blades with rusted gore,

Whilst I die my love burns on,

Yet she... cares not my heart,

Using the love I have,

Her own selfish wish,

Death... is my only sweet,

Sweet,

Release.