This short piece of rot, which was written while driving through Minnesota, is either a darker rap, or alternative rock, with a darker sound. Needs tidying up, in addition to expansion, but I see myself never doing that, so here it is. Posting on North Dakota's rather charitable wifi. North Dakota, you have my heart. <3

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I'd take out my eyes, but I'm already blind.
Haunted by the curse, that is only my mind.
People think I'm good, but I ain't even kind.

I'd kill myself, but I'm already dead.
Y'see, spiritually, I'm hardly fed.
To my grave, I'd so love to be led.
To lie there, in my eternal bed.

It'd be a gift to live without my fight,
and so they tell me, it'll be alright.
So all I hope for is the final light.
But in all directions, there's only eternal night.

Oh, what I'd give, just to live...
Oh, what I'd give, just to live...
Oh, what I'd give... just to live.