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Taint
I finally have the courage to surpass the things you've done. No longer will my heart beat no longer be a pulse, you have shaped and molded wisdom painful as it seems directly into my cortex paralyzing me with defeat.
Encounters with people i don't know i'm sure you've had the fill, i really hope you are happy but i am living in a hell. The demons all sound like you, their faces twisted and per-fuse; i wish i would have known you would follow this through.
Alone and deprived i feel it enter my spine, shunning all that is good dimming all my lights. You knew what you were doing but still you carried on, it could have been so easy just say goodbye, or so long.
I think it's fairly easy to declare now what is real; i but a shell and you are left to feel. I hope he makes you happy, i hope you never proceed to this pain, i give my last breath in a prayer punched in my head.
I'm not sure if this is my good-bye because i have done this one thousand times before, but i really want to be free, or love you instead.
