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As I face the abyss

Staring into the figure before me

Its shape I recognise

But its contents leave me lost

The silence of my voice

Resonates within us both

There are pieces familiar

Yet something echoes out of key

The more I try to fathom

The more I drift away

To the point of no return

Where it all becomes so clear

A callous soul

Unwillingly forced upon me

This path I did not choose

But it's now the only one I know

Made cold by my forced immersion

This is not what was meant for me

We are far beyond regression

Fake no more tears

For I am naught but what you have made me into

Made cold by my forced immersion

This is not what was meant for me

We are far beyond regression

Fake no more tears

For I am naught but a husk of my former self