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"hari kari"

Look at my open blank guiltless page
fool, it's not that complicated
your soul is poisoned with rage--
the mind saturatd and sated.

Live tomorrow never waking
for yesterday's misdeeds are unforgiven
life is here for the taking
Mine's not meant for future living.

There's no end to it all
God never shows up late
I recall just before my trajic untimely fall
now you have felt my fate.

death reaches us all

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