At the core of my heart
Where my blood is released
I have a dying part
My skin embraces my bones
My eyes cry in envy
My voice quivers I'm all alone
My rotting is privy
I seek solace as time passes by
I wish for spring in hell
I want to live before I die
And look where I slipped not fell
Forget me not when I'm gone
Don't let my memories be released
I will come back I will be reborn
A strong man who's not diseased
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