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solitude is a cunt

silent prayers said to the cobwebs maybe they'll catch them inside the hurt
I cry bitterly I don't know who the hell I am in the breaking dawn
this world isn't one I recognize and I'm not either
the brittle truth is falling apart
we pick reality from the empties
we are emptier still believing platitudes while we fade
heil to the new world
we believe we're getting somewhere
all the while we drift further into our solitude
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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