Burn, burn! Let all the energy now fade
From cells within that offer surges fast.
Your body crumbles, actions are unmade
By drooping eyes, by words that do not last.
No walks are taken, movements slow like slugs.
Ideas miss your mind, your heartbeat slacks.
You match a corpse, collecting dust as bugs
Accumulate over your body; sleepiness is back.
Wherefore does motivation flee away
And let all pleasures cease, allow day’s wane,
And then night’s curse to plague your spirit’s stay
With motionlessness turned to poisoned pain.
A burden living comes to be upon the dead
Who let life past; a somber life they’ve lead!
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