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BitterWhen life loses its allureIts beauty it fails to charm me My thoughts become forlorn And rapture shuns me again How many pains must I endure Before my soul is completely dead Crushed by mere words, no never again I lay here clutching open wounds The trickle of blood I'm drowning inside The bleakest winters embrace my soul |