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"Slowicide"
Not any wonder
What lies within
A black hole
Arrests my soul
All light fades in
And I try to feed it
But it still hungers
Quench it with waters
Yet the fire still burns
What is it that I feel?
An emptiness like no other
A hole so deep
It comes out in another world
The more I try to bury it
The more I slowly
Kill myself
