I am the coice of sorrow.
Hollow and alone.
The fault is my own.
The end is near,
And its true that no one will shed a tear.
No one will cry as I slowly die.
I'm all alone,
As I turn into stone.
Won't anyone catch me?
Please save me frome this misery.
My heart radiates the collor of despair.
And no one seem to care.
Forever on my own,
Forever and always...
Alone.
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