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Everyone's a critic
It hurts. ("Did you write this?")
So much pain ("Where do you get your ideas?")
Inside me: like an angry god ("Do you really feel like this?")
Raging to break free ("Has this ever happened to you?")
And breathe the air of mortality. ("It's good - Excellent, in fact.")
Death ("You're very talented.")
Becomes freedom; ("I don't know how you do it.")
To die has become ("But...")
The only reason left ("Can't you write happy things?")
For living.
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