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I reach into my chest for a heart that doesn’t exist what is left is a hand full of ash decrepit and old like the soul in this beast ..

Desolation, time stands still pit of depression built up in my head wanting to be free from this aching feeling wanting to see the light ..

I disappear into the night Blinded by a world that is corrupt A world filled with spite Isolation in myself Disassociate from society ..

Green grass growing wild and free tangles of blades woven together like a blanket wrapping the earth cold and wet between my wrinkled toes grey ..

One does not want to feed the monster inside that invisible creature that lurks in us all it digs and claws at the door that leads to the ro..

Mechanical heart cold in his chest metal teeth interlocked within each other a clockwise tick as the gears go round archaic parts rusting and..

Upon the midnight hour The clock chimes upon this midnight hour The blackest night sending shadows ..

Silence The silence is deafening As if the world is no more No birds chirping No car engines idling Not even the s..