Bane of existence
The numb feeling is returning.
Returning to the back of my mind.
My mind is becoming vexed.
Vexed to the spire of mania.
The delirium is becoming my bane.
My bane of existence.
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now i should tell you guys i do use some lyrics from songs in my poems like im not claiming those words as mine im just using them to make the poem pop
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