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As he stands alone in the dark

A sense of morbidity clings to his heart

He can feel it, growing, threatening despair

This is how it ends, this is his cage of fear

In the nightmare he walks alone in silence

Only his gasping breath can be heard within his blindness

On a path of sorrow and pain he treads

Each step bringing him closer to that he dreads

Visions of death and lies linger in his thoughts

He confronts those he loves, consumed in what he wrought

For he realizes within his nightmare, he is to blame

His very existence brought nothing but everlasting shame

From the very beginning he was a mistake

He was never meant to exist, he is a fake

Now that lies are gone and the cover is blown

He walks away from the life that he has always known

As he reaches the end of the path, only darkness awaits

He looks over his shoulder, and takes a leap of faith

Nobody tried to stop him, they didn't know, couldn't hear

He belongs to his nightmare now, he gave in to his fear