NO BREATH NO IDEA NO SENSE AT ALL A FEELING OF NOTHINGNESS IS ALL I RECALL
NO TIME NO SPACE NO FEELING OF MASS JUST LIKE A POUNDED MEAT LAYING THERE BEING HARASSED
DOES NOT MOVE DOES NOT SPEAK NO MOTION TO OBSERVE ONLY THE STILLNESS IS THEREFORE RESERVED
WHY IS THERE NO LIFE IN THIS BODY WITHOUT YOU, HAVE YOU MOVED ON AND JUST OUT GREW?
NOT A TINGLING SENSATION NOT ABLE TO SEE THE ELAN VITAL VANISHED NOW THERE IS NOTHING OF ME
WHAT MADNESS IS THIS LIFELESS PRAISE FOR OTHERS TO NOT NOTICE AND JUST GLANCE IN A HAZE
TOO MUCH EMPTINESS REFUSAL OF SELF REBUFFED BY SOCIETY STACKED UP ON A SHELF
NO NAME NO DESCRIPTION NOT EVEN A TAG REFUSAL OF DECORATIONS BARELY COVERED BY A BAG
SOMETHING SO DISARMING ABOUT THIS LIFELESS BODY YET DISAPPOINTING TO KNOW IT HAS NO MEANING OR CARE FROM ANYBODY
OTHERS MOVE ON, THE RAT RACE PERSUES THIS BODY IS UNIMPORTANT IT DECAYS AND GETS REUSED
THE BABBLING NOISES CONTINUES TO TITTER OFF INTO THE DISTANCE AND ALL DISAPPEARS SO QUICKLY IN ONE INSTANCE
OH! THIS CRAZY WORD CALLED DEATH
IT’S AS ADDICTIVE AS A DRUG ADDICT ON METH!
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