Gutter Instinct uncreation

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existence is a curse
a malicious, cancerous growth
incessantly tearing away
at the firmament of death
from the moment of inception
perpetual rotting and decay
a poignant yearning
to relapse into oblivion
this curse is unholy
a plague until the very last breath
this curse kills slowly
until all life reverts back into death
creation was a tragedy
a wretched, repulsive event
dormant essences were torn
from the womb of nothingness
invoking the great day of revocation
the grave is a gateway to liberation

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