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The fool is led astray
By his knowledge
This pretended wisdom
This so-called experience
Are a waste
I can feel everything
Slightly more out of reach
And unclean blood flowing
Plague of the heart
As no one’s caring
Blade of the soul
Has dulled forever
Suddenly accomplishments fall
Usefulness is just a fancy dream
Usual white ceilings
Bristly forest of tubes
I can’t fucking breathe
Small things are crawling outside
I can sense their slightest movements
There’s no stopping it when stuck in a bed
Waiting for them to find a way to
Breach my skin
And invade my rotten flesh
This is forever lost
Damn your pitiful looks
Leave my room
Do you dignity
Bothering me eternally
And taking light away?
Plague of the heart
As no one’s caring
Blade of the soul
Has dulled forever
Suddenly accomplishments fall
No more praise, no more raise
I will be my own reaper
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