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- The Art of My Death
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Failure upon failure,
Death after death,
I open my mind,
To see what is left.
Inside are more failures,
And death after death,
And all hope is lost,
And deaths all I have left.
I've made it a mission,
My own cross to bare,
That the art of my death,
Should be painfully rare.
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