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I tried to tell you once before but there are never enough words and so many ways to show you the cause but you prefer to sleep with nightmares don’t ya I walked with you through freezing corridors your feelings lurking behind all it’s revolving doors but you choose to see the darkness didn’t ya And all the sorrow you see in life depressed for all the reasons why thinking no one knows the puzzle of the pain inside ya Solitary you weep with frozen rain icicles pities self devotion your heart so battered it may refuse to beat again and the landslide calling you to the end has you staggering in all the rubble of emotion bruised and cut by the broken mirrors of isolation aren’t ya I tried to show you so many times before the agony seeping slowly into your core is no singular malady the great depression inside humanity when humanity is the enemy suffer all in equal shades of their spirits tyranny But you prefer not to see and all alone prefer to be with your Prozac excuses of dependency don’t ya and the world must live with your hammer of despair all the demurred and neglects of all our feelings the litany never to discover the why or where something none of us can compare to the broken alienation of all our meaning And now life is something we cannot share and life is for only those who dare to pick the prospect of wealth to earn themselves a living yes forget the potential of your dreams purchase the cure for all our sufferings the low pressure point is something you prefer walking the freezing corridors the driven disaster and all its cause chattering teeth on your bone as it gnaws all its way through ya The great depression of humanity when all of us are the enemy still you prefer to be alone in purgatory don’t ya.

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Book: Shattered Sighs