So small, so tiny, everyone is struggling to live a life in their own way.
Burn, burn, burn, exhaust yourself.
What is there in the end?
Two hands, outstretched. Groping and grabbing.
What did you catch?
Walk, walk. Along the path.
Where is the beginning?
How did it end?
Twirl and dance. The song of destruction.
Join the beat. Fall into a trance.
Mentally shut. Physically numb.
Heart is in hibernation. To preserve.
To protect. To stop the pain.
I still love you...
Mood: Black absorbs all colour
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