This is a cruel and unforgiving world that reeks of humanity. Behold, it's certainly not for the faint-hearted lest for the dreamers, vagabonds, or free men. Humanity my love, I am a rotten art piece in your play. You joke, you laugh, you weep beside me. You beguile me with your charming voice. I believe you like I always do. You break my heart, it splits into a thousand stone shards. They lie on the floor, still, sharp and sparkling with hope as I helplessly watch myself transform into something grotesque. You turn away like it always has been my fault, written in my fate to embrace disgrace. It's an abominable scene.
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