Somewhere
in the dark
I
see a broken mark.
The
beauty of my soul
Growing
extremely cold.
A
tear in my smile
Staring
out into the mile.
Blood
pacing through my veins
As
I walk across the lanes.
I
see the world fade away.
No
one wants to stay.
Yet
it somehow feels better
To
have around no other matter.
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