over
and its then
when you can no longer hope
no longer hate
no longer want
no longer feel
when you stare at walls
trembling your fingers
wearing a mask of sleep
knowing you're lost
knowing emptiness
knowing nothing
knowing it may never leave
is it (this time) nearly over?
when you can no longer hope
no longer hate
no longer want
no longer feel
when you stare at walls
trembling your fingers
wearing a mask of sleep
knowing you're lost
knowing emptiness
knowing nothing
knowing it may never leave
is it (this time) nearly over?
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