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Silent death
My body is breathing,
but my inside is dead.
This monster of mine has killed my soul.
It can't kill me itself,
but it can make life a living hell.
It turnes good into bad,
and it WILL make you suffer.
It has tortured me for what feels like ages
and now it left me hanging here
indifferent to everything.
It feels good for the moment.
It's not as bad as the things I use to feel,
but I know it won't last.
The monster is just gathering strengh for something big.
Something that will destroy me.
If only it could leave me alone.
But it doesn't work that way.
It wants me dead.
And I know it will get there eventualy.
Time is running out much faster than I thought.
I had the monster loked away once,
but it broke free and now it's more vicious than ever.
It wants revenge for the imprisonment it had to endure.
Before it just wanted me dead,
now it wants me to die slowly.
And there's nothing I can do.
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