CW: pain cold numb
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carrier of my thoughts, captain of my days.
oh why do you forsake me, pained and cold

the sun rises mocking my existence, evenings throw me their blanket of numb.

there is no peace for the wicked, no rest for the chipped and torn

oh, capsizing beast of madness, please let me live a little more

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