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Dark matter is a hypothetical form of matter thought to be the predominant type of matter in the universe. It is called "dark" because it does not appear to interact with the electromagnetic field, which means it does not absorb, reflect, or emit electromagnetic radiation and is, therefore, difficult to detect. Its existence is implied by various astrophysical observations which cannot be explained by General Relativity unless more matter is present than can be seen. Evidence for dark matter comes from many different angles, such as galaxy dynamics and formation, gravitational lensing, and the cosmic microwave background, along with astronomical observations of the observable universe's current structure, the formation and evolution of galaxies, mass location… more »

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I am numb
I am soul sick
Feels like I'm stuck in my head
It's like I'm fucking possessed
Exile or resurrect this desolate carcass
Was I designed for demise?
An addict to my own torment
Feed on the disconnect
Desensitized by substance
A faded sense of moral compass
So cut me open
Because I've already lost
Everything
It's either poison or pleasure
You salt an open wound
Or f*ck away the pain
I still question myself
Fearing what I'd lose
Through and through, tie the fucking noose
Abuse me
You fucking used me
You call this love?
Call it a paradox
Abuse me
Behind cold eyes my mind decays
I let you down like no other
Enticed by death as it pulls me closer
I think I'm ready for the underground
Still in spite of everything
I put myself through
My coping mechanisms have got the best of the person
I tried to lose
I suffocate in my own skin
Never knowing who I really am
I still question myself fearing what I'd lose
If I had tied the noose
I still suffer
Was I designed for demise?
An addict to my own torment
Feed on the disconnect
I tried soothing sorrow with venom
From the fangs of obsession
A cold soul soaked in gasoline
I am numb
I am soul sick
Why am I cursed by chemical error?
Watch me bleed
Watch me suffer
Burn it
I pled my case, I bit my tongue
It was never enough
I let the blood run
My body gave in to the suffer club
Sick of unfamiliar faces
How the f*ck can I take this?
Like splintered wood
Underneath the nail
Skin ticket tourniquet
Put my motherfucking body in a casket

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