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Ages – for ages I’ve written about pain
Pages – My pain is recorded in my pages
Dead – thoughts of dead always there
Head – recorded from my head to my pages
Room – my room has become my world
Gloom – the pain is gloom in my head in my room
Red – the nothing is red inside my head
Bed – on my bed the nothing, my head
Drink – a drink makes the gloom the nothing
Think – if I think, a drink, the pain, the gloom
Crazy – I think I’m crazy to think of dead
Hazy – crazy thoughts all hazy in my room, in my head Lose – this hazy battle I think I’ll lose Fuse – lose as my fuse burns away
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