The sockets where I could once see,
give way to the emptiness of my dreams
and the abyss of thoughts slowly killing me.
The fear shows the truth can cut like a knife,
violently shredding everything inside,
and the blood leaves me without essence to breathe.
All I hear are these voices,
silently screaming, begging, pleading
Dying for more than this perpetual nothing
sealed with a kiss
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