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Like a candle in daylight

Just a useless burning

And a lost light

Of hope I am empty

Of my death: no soul to even dream

Living is self harm for me

Until one eventual tear of self hate

No beauty in its fall

And in misery

I wait for you to follow

to disconnection from life and self

Disbelief my only way of tolerance

Deep into nowhere with weary inacceptance

Like a machine: just to perpetuate

Digging the tunnel of worthless survival in emptiness.

There is nothing but nothing

Exsisting and by so: dissapearing

Draining pieces into the relentless sea

Thats crying eternally for nothing

The meaning of my blood is dying

For a pain that is merely necessary

Within despair I grasp out for death

But there's nowhere to fall from oblivion's edge

A ghost of emptiness

Here I will stay

and as unmoved pieces: I will lay

Just broken over and over again.