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Trapped in a mind so grey, so dark
Too empty, it leaves a trail of numb
In a shadow under emotions thumb

Waiting to be found
Spinning and caged
Down on the ground

Hot fire burning out by a skin so cold
Waiting, waiting to grow old

Alchemist of scenarios and doubts
Your happiness is no longer visible through the pool of misery through which you view the world and it's shouts

All night
And at every sight

Shell of immovable clouds
You wanted more
A thousand hours
And here you lie
Lacking your usual shroud

Stitched soul
Sinking sun
Cast your rays
Your story is told

K.G.