Life
Everyone is getting under my skin
You're pulling me each way
I can't take it
I'm moving farther in each direction
Now I have a gaping whole inside
the emptyness is digging into my soul
it is withering away to nothing
I'm condemed to this thing you call life
this life is lonely
I' m so desolate and I DON'T KKNOW WHY
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