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Leak from my wounds...
Oliver Svensson.
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Regrets
So much regrets
Twisting and turning temples
Make the pain go away
The inevitable decay of flesh and brains
The inevitable loss to dark from day
You can't lose any sleep
If there is none to lose at all
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