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My voice makes no sound
My feet move but don't touch the ground
Thoughts and dreams do not exist
Darkness will persist
In the cold to walk alone
Far beyond the unknown
Solitude in the tower
Washed away with the shower
Cold to the world dying inside
A slave to fate until suicide
Seeing red angered confessions
Failure of the first impressions
Paint this picture black and red
Unwritten thoughts in my head
All the colors swirl into one
Burning deep inside the sun
Take a breath
Inhale thoughts of death
No one can save me now
My time is up so take a bow
Clinging fear of raging doubt
Shedding skin and bleeding out