Listen to those whispers,
Signs of tortures,
Tears of helplessness,
Cries for help.
They're suffering,
yet they don't even realise it,
because they are too caught up
in the world of today.
Yet some people,
they can't take it anymore.
They finally prove to the world,
there's something called a limit
and they've reached it.
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