I'm a dead soul caged in a beating corpse,
Dying by the minute like a sickened horse.
I'm a dead weight, void of all purpose,
Pull the trigger through my eyes,
And put me down. I promise you no remorse.
Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 11:08 PM UTC
I'm a dead soul caged in a beating corpse,
Dying by the minute like a sickened horse.
I'm a dead weight, void of all purpose,
Pull the trigger through my eyes,
And put me down. I promise you no remorse.
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