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Eyes blank and oblivious. Sight foresaken and taken in vain. Pityful sorrow and unspeakable pain. Livid existence within a bland concoction. My hopes shatter like a drop of rain. Banality. Morose banality. Never to couple, never to feel. Egg shaped heart broken and shallow. I'd sell my soul for any touch. The senses are blocked and damned. Denial of acceptance and self-assurance applied. My hopes shattered like a drop of rain, pityful sorrow and unspeakable pain. Sight foresaken and taken in vain. Disgust and contempt aimed at my heart. Contemplation pulled from that night. I fall and fail to put up a fight. I plunge further into that night, for this is the cost of foresaken sight. |