This illusory image of Eden
Why am I invincible
Untouched by its ambiance
Without love we are savages
Without it, I am empty
Unable to reciprocate
The grandeur of this moment
Is met with cold smiles
My face feels disfigured
My laugh is forced
My fists are clinched
How long will this bitter chill
Echo through my soul
How long will I break like ice
Those who leap into my arms
When did I become an animal
But even a dog loves his master
When did I become an insect
But instead I smash their fragile hearts
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