Is this life ever going to get better
For I have grown tired of it being bitter
Souls overflowing with desperation
Minds broken down by agitation
Fragments of yesterday laid side by side
They form a perfect image to what I stride
A hollow body with many faces
A vessel that's rid itself of all human basis
Unbiased towards all and everything
Emotionless and purposeless yet existing
All to experience all emotions once again
All to strive to be a better human again
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Thoughts
PuisiA collection of thoughts put into words so that they aren't forgotten.
