| Death Of The Soul |
| I'm swirling Swirling in a pit of madness. Where everyone sees, Yet no one sees me. Where everyone hears, Yet no one hears me. I am here…yet not fully. I am watching…but not seeing. Dreaming but not hoping. Loving but not caring. The monotony is criminal To torture me day to day, hour to hour, second to second. Can no one save me from my Swirling fears. From the swirling pit called my soul. |
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