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Scar-city

Inflicted by innocence
I lay here waiting
I can't move
Paralyzed, I feel
No-thing can touch me

Purposeless abyss, why doth thy torment me so?
Sipping on the stupor of joy
Intoxicated by sugar-coated simplicity
I only desired to live
I didn't want to survive

Wish granted
This scar-city will kill me
Suffocating on empty words
Sodomized by facades
Defecating third-degree burns

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