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I feel like this, time to time.

Forever It's too much time too think About life About love About death And about hate Years to spend cold with nothing to show Nothing, except ..

Cars pass on the road I don’t know how many Can’t help but think everyone sucks No help No one comes I just lay there Hurting, bleed..

A black hole Abyss-like The smell of fear Fear and loneliness Dizziness follows the fright Weeping after that Accompanied only by desolation I..

I feel so worn Desolate and alone My mind constantly wandering Desolate and alone My heart is at war Searing with pain My heart is broken Sea..

Gloomy Lots of clouds No sun It's perfect The weather It's perfect Sun drains life Clouds be darkness Darkness rejuvenates Clouds calm Sun b..

Story of my life

I hate the sun.