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Trails Of Anguish Relentless Abhorrence Of Misery S Grievance

I was dilapidated, but still backstabbed in bitterness Though to had vanquished the disdain of living I was assured I had overcome scorchful misery But

feel extasy one last time... As I drown in this final soliloquy , knives are buried within flesh Blood splashes , staining beauty in everlasting misery

in my own world Frostsplinters, jabbing and piercing my inside; bleeding to death Withered and drowned, I decayed maculated in misery Too harsh and unbearable