Always repeating the same things
Memories, thoughts, feelings
Endless ruts beating the brain down
So far into submission, rare
Conditioning until there is nothing left
The body nothing but a shell
A husk made up of what it was told
Soulless, incomplete
Broken
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Always repeating the same things
Memories, thoughts, feelings
Endless ruts beating the brain down
So far into submission, rare
Conditioning until there is nothing left
The body nothing but a shell
A husk made up of what it was told
Soulless, incomplete
Broken