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Full of Emptiness
I'm missing a part of me
Though it may be hard to see
The internal disharmony
When I'm laughing heartily
Concealed hatred carnally
Festering, grows markedly
Gestated remarkably
It clogs arteries artfully
Monster bursts from the womb
The emissary of doom
Free from its temporary tomb
My obituary looms
What made me the way I am?
It's as if I'm an alien
Parading the wayward damned
Around a nightmare stadium
A melancholic chorus
Ringing in my head
I'll join those who came before us
Into darkness tread
I'm sure I'll be dearly missed
Many tears will be shed
My grave will be florous
Pristine when I'm dead
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