Endless halls
Deep bottomless corridors
Where i have crawled through years of cold dead decay
Reaching for something i could never hold onto
Gripping around something so withering and fragile
I abused myself to a point where nothing was left
My days had become so gray and colorless
Slowly the ashes where sweeping around me
Falling deeper and deeper into dusk
Now i realize my soul was tainted (in disgrace)
So hard a surface, yet so easily broken...
Torn apart by truth and its sickening touch
Words came out but were painfully spoken
I never knew it would hurt so much
So hard a surface, yet so easily broken...
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