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The clock is ticking
But you know time stopped
Your temperature is dropping
And your tongue is tied in a knot

Does it matter if there's no one
To comprehend
You are on the edge of descend

You get up from your bed and look straight ahead
The mirror reflects the source
Of all suffering and death

The mist surrounds you
Like the ever growing uncertainty
It's time to spin the barrel
Aim for the head
Pull the trigger
And hear all the glass break

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