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I'm just a sad boy
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It stays up at night wondering what is this? The cerebrum engine getting weaker and weaker, approachingng its last mile. Only soothed by the darkness and solitude of black nothingness, why the fuck can't I be normal.. have normal thoughts. The pain only subsided by the thought of chance in the near future it will be set free to Rome among the creatures it thinks about always. Listens in the darkness, hears nothing ,cares about nothing ,only hears the ringing, a slight ringing that taunts it till it can take no more and only wishes to hear a click and bang of freedom eternal freedom. -39 minutes on a lonely Saturday night
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