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Tears dried up,

Freshly flow,

Try to hold on,

Only to let go.

Fears resurface,

Past alive,

Who thought resurrection,

Would be the reason you die.

Is it worth it,

To love while you live,

Killed myself,

Love is the reason I did.

The mark of the devil,

I engrave on myself.

You can live in heaven,

But it leads straight to hell.