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My hearts is dead i can not die i live through my existance wanting to die and if i die on theis day i will be glad to say i lived my life wiht no remorse i hated and cryed ofor ever more i grab the iknife and point to my heart staband rip it out it is the love i can nto dout i take the love the happy the good times i had nad rip it out and i died a happy man