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Void
Sometimes I see this world
as a void I must pass through
This vessel empty of thought and love
but full of passion true
These roads are dark and winding
but these vacant eyes still see
The world in which I'm passing through
(the smallest part of me)
My soul and spirit are too complex
for this place to understand
The solitude of my very life
is like silence holding my hand
Sometimes this void overbears
the pain running too deep
My aching heart and mind obey
push me deeper into sleep
These choices are too hard for me
I don't know which to take
The voices of a thousand mouths
chaos in my mind, they make
And though this void empties me out
turns me upside down
I'd rather be here until the day
True Paradise can be found
A prison of my own making
the bars set with hard steel
I'll await my freedom patiently
I have much time to kill
For once the screams have ended
and once the darkness gone
I can take my fears and emptiness
and finally move on.
