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In the shade.

Lost and bound...in thoughts of self torture,
in ones misserable mind...reasons lost, as i send myself...to slaughter.
Reduced to this...a quivering, mental wreck,
my mind collapsed... onto this pathetic, useless neck.
Worth of nothing, that others do see,
is the worth... that sadly, destroys me.

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