| I feel hurt, abandoned, and misbegotten. |
| The loneliness and bitterness has eaten away at enough of my shell that... |
| now my morals and logic are being abandoned, bit by bit. |
| For I'm too unhappy and discouraged to care. |
| The life in my eyes has dulled, |
| though the intelligence still rests behind them. |
| The passion has been replaced by a heaviness upon my chest |
| and a weariness upon my brow. |
| Life is naught but a weight upon my shoulders, |
| until I'm freed from my plight. |
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