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Despite all the bad times, I don't feel the pain That this deathly sore produces. Despite the abandonment, I don't feel the fear. The Grief besieges me without stop. Despite all my misery, I feel something strange in me, It feels like omnipotence. Despite... my doubts, My mind... is not mine. I am pleased with you: Sweet, rotten, damned, mortal life. I annihilate you silently Till tasting all your pain from you. I corner you, fucker, till I see You sweat cold enough to freeze your soul's nectar. I take your body- Delight! What do you think goes on When someone dies? Despite all the past times, I can't feel the guilt. All my sins are forgotten. Despite how ominous My future could be, ,Fear never goes away. I can see the truth of my fate! |