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Man *** life, married to misery- my wife, got to take wrists-this knife,in a dark place-no light,forever weak so heavy-no might, pinned to the ground-no flight,warmth of love is a war I lost-no fight,unreachable for the stars-no height, blurred road I travel alone-no sight,man *** life.

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Yeah, *** life! Dope verse!
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