Depleted

The tediousness of the existence

gawking on the will to push the toxic air inside

the used and abused body.

It’s no use in reminiscence

if the only memory to remeber is shockingly vile

but being sadistic is a hobby.

The mundane leaves a taste

that cannot be washed out or truly forgotten

the dream knows its been cheated.

These years are a complete waste

of the space and time, the whole line is rotten

the positivism is finally depleted.

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