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CAN YOU FINALLY SEE?

I know it is hopeless to keep trying, To prevent my future from dying. I already know what the end brings, My life is one of the many useless things. I am defective because I was created that way, I am a reject that doesn't want to stay. The scars from my life are starting to bleed, The pain has once again been freed. Reappearing was the agony I had pushed down long ago, Bringing with it the tears caused by each memories echo. As feared I can't seem to stop the blood flow, Like I had repeatedly done just a few years ago. Can you finally see, My mind now reliving each painful memory as if it were reality.

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Page copy, dated 8 June 2013 — same words, with a blank line between every line
I know it is hopeless to keep trying, To prevent my future from dying. I already know what the end brings, My life is one of the many useless things. I am defective because I was created that way, I am a reject that doesn't want to stay. The scars from my life are starting to bleed, The pain has once again been freed. Reappearing was the agony I had pushed down long ago, Bringing with it the tears caused by each memories echo. As feared I can't seem to stop the blood flow, Like I had repeatedly done just a few years ago. Can you finally see, My mind now reliving each painful memory as if it were reality.
Earlier saved version, 8 June 2013 17:17 — the wording differs
I know it is hopeless to keep trying, To prevent my future from dying. I already know what the end brings, My life is one of the many useless things. I am defective because I was created that way, I am a reject that doesn't want to stay. The scars from my life are starting to bleed, The pain has once again been freed. Reappearing was the agony I had pushed down long ago, Bringing with it the tears caused by each memories echo. Ad feared I can't seem to stop
Earlier saved version, 8 June 2013 17:18 — the wording differs
I know it is hopeless to keep trying, To prevent my future from dying. I already know what the end brings, My life is one of the many useless things. I am defective because I was created that way, I am a reject that doesn't want to stay. The scars from my life are starting to bleed, The pain has once again been freed. Reappearing was the agony I had pushed down long ago, Bringing with it the tears caused by each memories echo. Ad feared I can't seem to stop the blood flow, Like I had repeatedly done just a few years ago. Can you finally see? My mind now reliving each painful memory as if it were reality.
Earlier saved version, 8 June 2013 17:19 — the wording differs
I know it is hopeless to keep trying, To prevent my future from dying. I already know what the end brings, My life is one of the many useless things. I am defective because I was created that way, I am a reject that doesn't want to stay. The scars from my life are starting to bleed, The pain has once again been freed. Reappearing was the agony I had pushed down long ago, Bringing with it the tears caused by each memories echo. Ad feared I can't seem to stop the blood flow, Like I had repeatedly done just a few years ago. Can you finally see, My mind now reliving each painful memory as if it were reality.

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