Livid

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By Unintended

Disdain awakens from the core A mess on the floor That resembles me Or what used to be A thief robs me of life Caring not of how I strive A spanner in the works One too many jerks Emotionally poor, I lay Hating all of today With a pinch of pity, I crawl Into the hole where rats gnaw Unaware of the "X" That marks my chest I stroll around till I sense pain Infiltrate my veins From all directions Shots fire to score more abrasions Fatality offered from each corner Enough is enough - I surrender

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