The Question Is
The question is
How can I live with myself
Knowing what I know
Always feeling pain
With no chance
Of happiness
Creating monsters
within the world
Is not what
Anyone truly wants
My life is empty
Inside and out
What more can I say
I have no meaning
No reason to continue
I'm forever sorry
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