Silently I suffer
My eternal peace
Writhing in pain
You swear to cease
The progress is none
Stationary, not motion
Peaking post-mortum
Leasing immortal potion
Sometimes to feel
I trick myself
Believing pain is real
It damages itself
Reflecting on life
I again remember
Happiness, Joy, Bliss
Burnt to an ember
So I hide away
Deep in my shell
Revealing nothing
I might as well
Silently I suffer
Restless peace
Debating my actions
Refuse to crease
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