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Dec 2015
All alone in this world,
without a single friend.
All I can do,
is wait for the end.

The light is gone,
replaced by darkness.
Their are no more songs,
there is nothing to confess.

So watch my sanity unravel,
as I am a tortured soul.
Watch as I am killed,
my blood dripping in their bowl.

A cup of light is all I can see,
The souls of the ******
flitter as they surround me.
But I can't help them.

I'm only a stranger in this land,
lost because of my own doom.

And I am in this land,
forever in this dark room.
The Judge
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The Judge  18/M/Earth
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