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I am sick of this body
This chasm
This hole
This weakness of charterer that tries to convince my spirit I am worthless
Hollowed
Empty
Damaged
Broken
Done
I am sick of being tied to this skeleton that I have no control over
This feeling like I am trapped in someone else’s sorrow
Never to return to my true happiness again
I am sick of this chasm
This body
This hole