Baresouled, empty hearted
Drained of blood, emotions, fear.
That's the end, that's dispair
I don't think I need it.
I feel abondened, thrown away.
Unecessary rubish liying in the hay.
I feel like ashe enlished from Heaven
The fall is long but never ending.
But that's what makes us grow,
Achieve the things we'd never thought were real.
Unless you feel that pain and terror
You won't be able to climb the ladder.
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