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GhostOfTheEmptyGrave

Published: Jan 26, 2015

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My life is a chore
There's no joy
Or happiness
Only boredom
And frustration
I'm just living
For the sake of it
With no objective
With no purpose
Only killing time
Until the day I die

He Ain't Give You None

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