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Constrained within this box, it's irking me deranged
I sense a heap of nothing, from this world that I'm rejecting

A world forbidden by a world foreboding
A world forbade by the dead decaying

My existence, renewed from cancellation
Begin a second season with this posthumous animation, sardonic it shall be
Scratching at this coffin, fingernails detaching
I sense a heap of nothing, from this world that I'm rejecting

I have not the strength to walk among them, my heart has ceased to beat
In mahogany defeat I lie beneath the bereaved

Counting sheep and pulling teeth

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