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No where near passionate life or the fateful dead
Not able to feel any bliss or a trace of dread
Expressionless and blank can only describe the face
For this horrid state is beyond any mortal disgrace..
In this phase an ounce of pain cannot exist
The mind and soul is smothered in mist
Eyes cannot see but there is no fear
For emotions are incapable of drawing near.
This stage should be forbidden in the human soul
For not even one can yearn for control
Tears of sadness would be a blessing
Luck would be considered as flesh rough ting.
Nothing can undo or reach this unbelievable disaster
To be forever stuck in numbness as the master
Commanded to do nothing and not live in any way
Trapped and enslaved with no options to disobey.
~(Quote by: Finalgravedigger)
The darkness on paper are just words ~Me