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I'd rather be blank
My ship has sank
Than to feel emotions
That destroy my territory
And leave it empty,motionless

I'd rather not receive the call
At the other end than to engage
And be left in rage
I want to not see because then I'll reach only to drift from flee

I'd rather be plain
Than to aim and play
The blame game
And not know where I came
I'm over being intrigued with
Something that kills heartbeats

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