I try to touch the air
terrible necrotic air
it's falling apart
i am standing at night
was alone in calm among the fog
saw the lights was flaming
i was wishing to be anybody else
wishing an end of suffering
days are burying itself
in nowhere...i cannot save...
nothing...you are
continued to stare
i'm still here
i'm still here
morrow is beginning, morose sky above
suffocation from understanding - no love
no love
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