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As the burden of boredom settles in and all entertainment is lost,

I recognise my lonliness.

Realising my emptiness only increases my desire of the complacency which I do not posses.



Tears decend from my lugubrious, melancholy deplorableness enhancing the thought of my desolation.



The fulfullment I crave is fatal to me!

I occupy no passion to satisfy this unwillingly vacant void... how pitiful,

to grasp your own tedium,

to fathom the despair,

to echo the reoccuring narcissism.

The hypnotic opiacy of the significance in the state of mind of sanity,

forsee's the dominance and supremacy of the holy ambassador,

Intensifying its divinty.

Obeying all authority, without any dispute.



I notice my inadequate indepedancy and apprehend my deprivation and poverty.

I feel the incredulous atheism and disbelief coming over me, hoping this is not what I'm to be.



The understatment of your lies banishes me from my decadance, Reinforcing the nuclear disfunction,

transforming the power to protect.



Sureptitiously infiltrating and over powering me.

My starvatioin continues,

lusting for calamity,

longing for destruction,

desiring havoc.



It's quite sad,

the way things have come to be.