The dark, the dark
The ever invading depths
Of such a deep dispair
Distain for life
Yet hunger for touch
Where is the light that guides?
I feel it no more
Shut the door to the world
Don't want to smile any more
But need the love of the world
To fend off the tremors
So alone
In perfect solitute
Of my own design
Lost the key to that door
Need someone to rescue me
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