I'm lost
In this black abyss
You call it life
I'm tired
Of this empty existence
You call it fate
I'm sick
Of these bleak and dreary days
You call it fair
I'm terrified
Of this ethereal undercurrent
You call it love
Author notes
for he who has my heart, my mind my soul and everything in between
Written July 20th, 2006
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Very good. I liked the repitition. It was short but straight to the point. Well done.
-Absence
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