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I feel empty.
With no aim, with no goal,
I am now an empty soul.
Living is tough, but dying is dull.
Well nothing excites me anymore.
Everything comes for a price they say.
So, what should I pay.
I want to break my shell,
But, only God knows if outside is hell.
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