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killed an emotion
underneath a billion
stars so bright
i choose a path
which is not said to be right
i love hate
and the guns of roses
blade to my wrist
and death imposes
lying in the dying shadows
looking at the burning roses
thinking a thought
which hate apposes
a million death
a million shadows
hate of love
and the lovely Meadows
standing at the edge
with bleeding hand
thinking about jumping
and where to begin
