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no heart, no time,
i cant even fucking try and speak,
a notion not of your own is only taken as a threat,
why wont you pay any attention?
no hope, no change,
its like this every single day,
why talk when we could listen?
why do i bother going outside,
interaction is my first mistake,
im trying to be of use, but how can i help, if you keep telling me to get away,
can psychology reason your abusive mannerisms?
i dont have time to pay sympathy to tragedy,
high maintenance, problematic,
if im the asshole why do you still call me?
this stupid fucking chase serves only to consume energy.
