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Felt upon my chest, the weight of unrepentant woes

Believed to be, the reason I refuse to breathe

Caged inside my mind, the thoughts begin to make me irate

Gouging out my eyes, the blood protruding soothes my soul

Bred, into rage

In time, I've realized

All we are, blank particles

Contrived with exigent laws

Born upon no moral path

I still choose to walk beneath the lucid sun

Until my death, my way home will always be the same

Harsh mirror it reflects, the faults that I have yet to inspect

Pushing through inevitable struggles I have to fix

Blinded by the desire to make myself not have a regret

Bred, into rage

I want to change

My path, in my hands

In time I've realized

All we are, blank particles

Contrived with exigent laws

Born upon no moral path

I still choose to walk beneath the lucid sun