Pain


Pain slices, a razor of grief
Tears like shards of glass falling
Darkness slips over enveloping
As tha soul shatters dead

Booted heels crushing the spirit
As marching sheep pass by
Sameness all, none distinct
Familiarity the normal fare

Dragging down into an abyss
Memories, happiness dimmed
Thrown into the darkest pit
To adapt to the wishes of Them

Stake the heart until it bleeds
Listen to the cries of past deeds
Shrieks of oneness pervade as you
Bow down to Master Conformity

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