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Broken Bliss

How many times must I break within my own self to recognize I have given away my soul? What truth are left untold for the ever knowledge hungry mind to behold? Will one be able to complete this test? To be able to relax and take that long awaited rest? The lonely hearts relentless every looming emptiness. Nervousness over questions regarding entering freely seeings now I proceed soulless. Stolen for one to menys personal bliss, leaves only pointless broken promises upheld by senseless fairy tale nonsense. Day dreaming of permanent euphoric bliss. Frivolous empty prayers returning from this hopeless brokenheartedness. They don't hear the broken, empty, soulless wish. So lets make sure someone finds this and cross your fingers the bullet didn't miss.

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