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Trapped in the smoldering corner,
Eyes condemning, circling all around the emptiness of the soul. New clouds form and chase stray wisps of clear air from the calm serenity of sheltered, fragile minds. Poisonous fumes invade unsuspecting lungs and leave a false remedy for the senses. Leave behind the suffering. Ignore all thoughts of pain. Lose yourself in the choking vapors of Hell's delight-- Heaven's bane.
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