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im nothing,
i never existed,
living life so fully scripted,
nomore yes or no or maybe's, found out curses cant be lifted,
somehow i can here the cries of animals inside the distance,
gasping for someone to care, bleeding, scared and unaware.
cry or smile nobody cares, noone is left to give assistance

shes gazing on a patch of stars inside the eyes of someones heart.
waiting to be saved one day by someones shadow in the dark
theres noone left to talk to so she grins at all her morbid thoughts
plastic faces in the park laughing with a melody. im the dunce who stared across and lost my mind intendingly

waking up to smell the flowers waking up to smell their ashes,
chaos lingering around between the boxspring and the matress,
self redecuction screaming as the food leftover stains my soul
seeing life for what it is....and now my shirts are fully blackend