.Even though I’m on fire,
My veins are so cold.
A desolate wreck of a being,
Beaten down by the theories of society.
I martyred myself for something of no worth,
‘Cause that’s what they preach to me:
Power.
And I am so sick of never seeing...
That eternal light that seem.
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