The Mournful Manifestation

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The Mournful Manifestation

Oh the bittersweet agony
That just won't let me go

The lethargic juggernaut
That rides on breezes of sorrowful steel

In this world I am just not real
In this world I just cannot feel

It's dismantling of me is almost complete
Rapt in obsolecence and insignificance I am replete

Now I will not only step on the cracks in the sidewalk
I will plunge into the depths of physical despair that they hide

Stoic though I may be, there is no more time to bide

Mesmerized by my thoughts, paralyzed with emotional output cauterized

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