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The call of journey,
Throughout the years of this triumphant misery.
Walking alone, rifting through the lost crannies,
I can find the weakness that dwells deep within me.

When the sun goes down,
I remain here solaced within the pains unspoken,
My dreams, for rapids to swallow and drown,
I don't know how to let anyone else in...

Now because of it, I fall into a winter thorn,
Layered with doubt, my disease tumors in turmoils,
The soles of my shoes frayed and torn,
Nonreciprocal love that simmers the hate I boil...

Please save me from the shame I bathe,
I can not seem to live a life without love...
Becoming this invisible wraith,
Hollowing in a life that I just can't take...

Without love,
There is no meaning