Where All Things Go To Die
Tears flow; it knows the fear will grow
Locked in its chamber, wallowing in misery
Haunted by visions of failure
Doomed to a fate only it can see
Watching as the outside world passes by
Trapped with its reflection
Screaming it must die
Too high above to be touched by any other
Tragic creature
Never to know the actions of the lover
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