Here it is,
my dreary world of chaos.
My eyes they burn of hell,
they burn of ash.
I will walk the streets,
from place to place among the stars and merchant forests.
To find the eve of wondering soul,
a place to slumber from falling tears.
They one by one will be gone,
the ones you love and the ones I too.
Lamming to and from, in and out of your dolorous dreams.
Existing but none really being.
Do you see my emptiness?
The look upon my face.
The feeling that surrounds you guts that scare you deep inside.
Here it is,
the look of nothingness,
a pale alluring light.
The flames that burn your heart and whole.
A werid affect of human combustion.
As you sooth yourself,
and drown in silence.
Here it is,
my life as it is yours to be.
Here is it,
a glance of your death as well as mine.
Here it is,
a final goodbye to all the loniness.
Here it is,
a place of sorrows.
Here it is,
Here is The End.
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