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As opposite poles attracts, I stand alone on these tracks. Attracted to things that helps me think, Frees my mind but locks me in with thoughts that kills!
Now here I am; Waiting in line to get hit by a train. To wake me up from this nightmare, I remain still even as I shiver under the falling rain.
The line’s long and their phone lines are busy, can't reach anybody. Nobody wants to be lonely, So, why live if death is so friendly?
I breathe— But I'm dead. I live but I died.
Walking still—but no longer living. For my insides are no more, eaten by parasites of the brain that destroys.
