Extra: A Collection of Poems
Extra I: No Motive

Wracked with fear, I stood still,

Gazing endlessly into the void.

Eyes dull and uninterested,

Contemplating what I will.

I fear my own mind, question my sanity.

Am I insane or merely delusional?

You may know, but I never will.

I'll never escape my vanity.

Staring down the precipice of darkness,

Swarmed by thoughts of ending it all.

I fought valiantly for what seemed like an eternity,

Clinging to whatever shred of reason for happiness.

Dangling on the edge of my limit,

My conviction
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