Nothing but Sadmosphere

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It doesn't let you escape

It claws you down

Holds you against your will

Shreds whatever dignity you have left to spare

You don't ask for this

You're not chosen

You're alive

But dead

And you're stuck

How does it become?

How does it evolve?

It grows deeper and deeper

Into the mindless robotic soul

And you can't stop it

Catch it before it hits

It goes past your protect

And it stays there

It whips you at different times

And you can't explain

You're friends ask

But you don't understand

So how would they?

If you look

It's beautiful

It's you

It makes you remember

That you can feel

You're not numb

You're living

Even if you feel like you're dying.

Hell can be a cure

But so can life.

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