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Nothing shall follow this line I marked

I've been just pretending to walk on this wire of ruins

It's time.

The loss of human bonds can be

Like seeing a constant horizon that always steps behind

Your sight.

See. I lived inside an illusion

Betrayed by the ghost of nothingness: he made me hate again

This mind.

Now, there's nothing much I can try

To feel again as it once was, before this rain washed down

All life.

And how will I overcome these failures

But running towards another ghost and feeling whole again

In sleep.

It's the hour of retreat

It's the ending of my time

There is nothing I can do

And there's nothing I can try

To give meaning to more moments

And to stop this urge to writhe

Will I see the ghost of nothingness?

My companion of demise.