Life, full of lies, cloaked in eternal deception
Work, full of drudge, covered with infinite frustration
End, thus life, end, thus work
One without the other
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
It's My Life
Miserable wretched life that bears no meaning except for the continuation of its incumbent sorrows. This is my life. To hell with karma, and the Church. Abject sorrow is the only recourse available.
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