Atlast no matter how many buckets of colorful joy drown me

I'll still feel disgusted on my do I exist.
Why are we givin a purpose to complete and then die again.
Do we stay as angels forever? Or do we acend down back to thus our reincarnation will be worth held?
I don't think so.
All I can do is hope for my void to be held open as I get my solitude once I reach my limit
I'm getting what I needed when I was young.

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