For it to be so
For it to be so dark
For it to be so harsh
Why must I live this way
For all the drakness that is
For all of the light has been
To see the world end
As I look at it and see a dent
To see such a hollow world
To feel empty and excused
To live with the past and leave it with utter confuse
For it to be so dark and cold
It comes to a close
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