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Irrelavance isolation alienation solitude there is a hope inside me I must kill.  There is no joy there is no pleasure, empathy but at an ineffective measure.  Dark and brooding I will die and all this will cease.  My happiness seems to lay next to death. So sweet.  I'm not looking for happiness in this life.  I'm looking for pain, for it is pain that will see me through.  Pain will bring out the best in me.  Hurt me world, so I know how to feel.  So I know I'm alive, cause in paradise....  There is no need......