I am so lost
Within the ashes
of my paradise
It's always dark here
Sun never comes out
No one is ever here
In my paradise
Then again,
Who would come?
Who would cherish?
A state of Oblivion
that goes around
Million miles a night
I can't escape it
I have to face it
After all,
It is my paradise
Nick Kler
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