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Musings

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. Life is a Crime
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. Life is a crime,
Everything about it is evil.

It is not a game,
But a never ending story.

Life is not white,
But black.

Your birth is just a death wish,
Every push forward brings you closer to the end.

Without life,
The world would be happy.
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. Love Stricken
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. As I sit here on the ground,
Getting colder by the sound.

With heart in hand,
It shrivels up.

I lost my love,
And now my heart.

Just through us,
My love's just dust.

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