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Just shut the fuck up!

Devoid of heart

Devoid of mind

Devoid of all

That will define

This is not living

Never began

Empty husk that

Once was man

Imprisoned in the darkness

No solace for the soulless

No rest for the wicked

Nor direction for the aimless

You think you know pain, you think you know sorrow

You know nothing of suffering in the realms of the psyche

When all you love is stripped away, forced into a chore

When the ability to hope has been torn from your core

Why, you ask, do I keep living? You call this living?

You call THIS living?

Death is far too easy.

It doesn't matter there's nothing worth my time

You can try to motivate and threaten all you like

But I am one that has lost everything, the essence of humanity

Will never dwell within this shell, a cold and empty shell

That cold and empty shell

That once resembled man