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Lovely Loathsome
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Sad Truth of Reality The hatred flowing in the veins make it impossible
To accept or even understand what's going on in your mind
Misreading along the lines, assumptions, alternate reality?
Indescribable thoughts drive us mad
Is it real? Do I deserve it? Worthy?
Numb gnawing pain is a scarce shadow lingering in the shadows in the everyday life
Unable to forget their purpose
What they make you do
Taking control of you
Everyone makes it harder, demanding you to meet the expectations that are required to reach
Your naive caring attitude bring you down to please them
Desperately to disguise and hide what is slowly eating you alive inside
It reaches 10, then 50, 60, 80 and so on percent until 100
Draining you to serve it's never stopping cycle
Only to start the whole process again
Yet after a while
When you are so used to it...
Isn't it just a lovely loathsome?
