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I need you to suffer.
That is how I grow.
You are alive, while suffering.
What does not kill you, makes me stronger.
Mute faces turn alive.
There is meaning to your existence, when you suffer.
This is me, in a prison world.
My hope is stolen,Look at me, in my cell.
yet is somewhere out there.
Surrounded by all,This is life, decreed by others.
And nobody cares.
I surrender my future,This is me, in my prison world.
To gain me another.
How I can leave it,
And where I would go.
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