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I’ve been up for days

Chasing my sanity

Tearing myself down, to build myself back up

What doesn’t kill us, makes us who we are

When all else fails, death will be here

Cradled by the unrest

Flesh stained by emptying veins

My shell is hollow

My time is none

This is detest born of regret

Ghosts of the past unearthing a hell

When all else fails, death will be here

Cradled by the unrest

Flesh stained by emptying veins

A necessary waste