Inside I am broken,
My internal light is out,
Inside my soul is burning,
And tossing all about,
Heavy are my heartbeats,
Like drumbeats dark and loud,
Covering my inner light,
Like a funeral shroud,
Deep within my emptiness,
I stand alone and firm,
Realizing all the while,
For pain, it is my turn,
I cannot stand to think too long,
Nor can I stand to feel,
This misery and discontent,
It all seems too unreal.
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