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I walk around an empty house, looking for a way to bring you back

This is supposed to be moving on and yes I’ve taken some steps but only towards the embittered

I will turn into a permanent recluse, because I can’t stand the sight of any of you

Yes this will continue, and I’ll still miss you and all the hurt in the world will begin to consume, then elevate my hatred for everything around me

This world is cursed

Things can only get worse

Morals are unheard of and things can only get worse

Look outside and see the decline, a needle snapped in the arm of life

We can’t beat this strife, we can’t beat this strife

Mortality, it consumes me

Just the thought eats right fucking through me

How can we achieve when we know what is waiting

Our time is almost over

I’m still searching for you, I’m still searching, I need guidance, I need to hear a familiar voice again