Life is a meaningless waste of time
Death finds us all
It's iminent
Death mocks life
She's always there
Looming, waiting
To take you away from all that you hold dear
Why hold on to life
When you know what's coming?
I don't think life is all that important
My scars are proof of that
This room is proof of the fact that someone noticed
I don't care for life
These four blank walls
I can't get out of here
This jacket is another complication
But, there's always another way out of life
And I could manage it
Even though I'm trapped in here . . .
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