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Jun 2022
is this the end then?
when did this happen?
what led me to this place
when all i can do is rest my case
for i have no fight left in me
and all the fight has left me
thus, sit here i at this hour
caressing all my scars
counting all these stars
come have i a bit too far
and now there's no going back
everything's turning black
my sight and the night
for there's no rise of the sun anymore
just me and my mind after the before
silence and slow heart beat
a spirit mourning its defeat
THE END
Written by
Påłpëbŕå
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