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I'm broken, I'm in pain, I'm low. My existence is worthless and my thoughts are corrupt. All the suffering I went through brought me here. It didn't make me stronger, it made me a shell of my previous self. It broke me, it tore me apart. I am now wounded
And the wounds won't heal
Someone has to pay for all of this
And the wounds won't heal
Someone has to pay for all of this