When everyday life becomes a strife,
A constant struggle to survive,
When even little joys are snatched from you,
When everything is drained of its truth,
When shadows dance upon your death,
When evil laughs bring you doom,
When the head is dull with the ache of the heart,
And the soul is wasting with the loss of minds,
When you waste away till the dawn of the end,
When all above and all below is rendered empty,
When the calm of stillness freezes the soul,
When the desire to kill overpowers all,
Yielding to the moment of temptation,
To end it all, erase it all, finish it all…
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