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The emptiness is winning more and more feel less and less the fissure an expanding canyon on the abyss as it falls into me scars and bruises tension stretched holding skin in place all my fight surrendered all the days are gone numb hopes to feel the pain smile hurts my face i used to be but now there is no trace Sitting in my darkness light refused to land less has no point ever fu is tiled Des always comes in pairs d is ejected full of every sorrow all the ing are hurt trapped inside my guard alone always close waiting for the end the time i never rose