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Its true, most of the time I pretend to enjoy
what this life has become.
Tired of the medicine, tired of this masked truth.

Pushing forward, its all this has become.
When things seem to go right.
This endless hurricane of disquiet forms,
inside my
head.

How can something,
Go to nothing

It feels as if I am burning
On the outside and inside
A pain that makes me sick

Crawling back into the comfort of my shell
I hate my life

Im sorry, I can't help how I feel
Every last bit of hope I had
Has been thrown away
By this monster they call "life"

Are we all just secretly suffering,
When was the last time I was truely happy
With myself?
Never.

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Forgotten.

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖙𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖗, 𝖎𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖛𝖆𝖎𝖓...

"Just know my music isn't meant to make others feel miserable,
kind of, to make people feel they aren't alone
in Forgotten, I vent my feelings
kind of like a therapy and it helps when needed."
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