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I'm trying to work out something here

A thing that leaves me gripped with fear

I'm struggling to acknowledge

The dark distortion

The pain contorts my heart

I lost the brightened path ahead

In the glare of friends gone dead

Eventually we'll all be

A forgotten story

A distant memory

A shamanistic heralding

A choral voice of one singing

I must stop and hear them

Responding to all

My sick repulsive thoughts

I'm trying to work out something here

The thing that drowns me in my tears

My friends you've left me down here

Wondering more and

Every day is dark