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decaying as i am i need not some promised land i know that i am failing acceptance was the plan no silence in the sea nothing tranquil awaits me useless and used up with too much using to do i have chosen everything this is what makes it so bad no matter what the action the situation was created by me my life is different these grey streets will only get me down they will never fool me and integrate me as their clown decaying as i am i need not some promised land i know that i am failing acceptance was the plan no silence in the sea nothing tranquil awaits me useless and used up with too much using to do decaying as i am i need not some promised land i know that i am failing acceptance was the plan stumbling through patches of flowered mortality my daze is special you youre my goddess to be