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Nov 2017
The sun shines a flickering light
Will I still be standing when the wind comes blowing
Will I be gone with the flowers of yesterday
Darkness lies towards me
A pixelated future, nothing I can see
Trying to hold on to my dreams
But it flows away like water
Stood in front of the sky, a spirit opens a path
Though cold, empty, it's better than the aftermath

The night welcomes me with its soft embrace
The morning shines on my eyes
With its blazing gleam
Is this real, is this a dream?
I rub my face, hoping to wake up
Time's dripping ever so slowly
Dancing around me
Like some ****** up ballet

In front of me is the final pain
One more step then into the grave
Barren, yet so bright
Casting aside all my frights
Guiding me towards solace
Leading me away from the surface
I lay my head down, under the covers
I won't be awake for another
Written by
Lake
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     Zkulblakazz and Vyiirt'aan
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