This world has broke me
Into the tiny glass shards
That were once my hope and dreams
This world is cruel to me
Into the void it has plunged me
As I hit the ground and knocked the sense out of me
After I come back to reality
The cold stone sending shivers down my spine
I don't think that I can take anymore torture
Hatred grows inside of me
Quite contrary as my soul has died
A single tear escapes my eye
Yet, I feel no emotion except hate
Which I've now grown to accept
Having fallen down the well
I should have broken my neck, yet I can move, but why?
My heart is still beating, why?
My eyes still blink, why?
I am still here... why?
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Stage Deus-EX-Machina Now
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If my avatar could smack you with this parasol, it would. And extremely stupid people would get it up the shaft.