Truthfully I feel like putting a bullet through my expired mind
Like cutting a maxed out credit card in half
Or throwing out a chipped glass, because how could you keep one? It’s going to hurt you, make you bleed and just be useless

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I don’t even bleed deliciously anymore
Even the pain isn’t enough
It just isn’t enough for me anymore
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If I felt empty before then my present state is not even describable

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Why live if you can no longer tap into your soul?
Why suffer through the days in the empty vessel of our bodies if your substance is no where to be found?
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Maybe I’m just incapable of it now
Definitely
Maybe