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Black Soul
I'm by myself
in this little corner
of the dark
Trying to find myself
where do I belong?
Can't even see where I'm going,
not even in front of my own eyes.
How do I know I can see
all I see is dark. There is no where to go,
no where to run
Tears cant be seen
cries cant be heard.
No hope can be mustered
telling myself even death must be better
But even death is a hope.
A wandering soul,
cant do anything but be there
No control.
No fight.
No end.
No nothing.
