Dysphoria... - It Wasnt a Dream, It Was a Nightmare and It Was Called... Life...

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Why life treat me like this? What mistake i have committed? Seeing my self pale The rain is red, and it stains my windows Why, why, why? Life is trash It have no escape Into the void i go Into the land of no return Seeing myself in the mirror Why i hate myself? Grabbing a razorblade And sinking my hands into the water I finish my pain with a huge cut Watch as the clear water turn red How my reflection fades away I am dying, and nobody cares...
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