Eternal Pain

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Hello words, my old friends

The one thing that has kept me away from my end

Oh those epic flows, those dreams of shows

Now I can't even remember how to write, its all blown

My head hurts from thinking, I feel too alone

Want to break down and cry, but I got no time

In fact, I got no time for this either

But somehow I'm here, trying to stop the wither

Oh when will this journey of suffering called life end?

Inside I'm already dead, outside I try to mend

But my spirit has already been sent

Away from my body, to leave a shell behind.