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Soon all you know will fade to black

Cast to nether, no turning back

Tormented, eternally

Bearing the scars of reality

The darkness, it beckons me

This existence, it sickens me

There’s no denying this fate

Become everything I’ve grown to hate

Is death the way out of here?

Or a summation of my worst fear?

Now that you know

The cold grasp of truth

You’ll realize

That this was all in your mind

Fractures in everything I believe

I’m losing my grip on reality