My heart is full of pain.
My soul has been worn from the erosion; breakage has become my foundation
For my mind sees the pain and frustration and calls it its own.
I have no ownership, just the shape, but the shadow it casts snuffs the soul.
My being is weighty and full of despair. The feelings of pain with no name is agony.
I can taste the rot and decay. I can feel the cracks and weariness. I can feel it all living in the shadows of my life
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