silence where shadows creep

and black hearts only weep

grief’s nasty taste, its biting song

burning despair the struggle long

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madness dances in the tortured mind

thoughts of black fire burn one blind

only echoes of laughter and light

lost in folds of laughing night

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a fragile thread frayed and torn

a weary soul in silence worn

weight becomes heavy to bear

farewell my old freind, suffocating air