Faithless, I cry in vain
My soul withering in this cruel cold
Hopeless, I feel the pain
No mercy in its haunting hold
I give up the fight,
Surrender to the night.
With nowhere to hide,
I die inside.
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With verses like these, Sherif, you will never die inside but you will be alive and kicking and creating more of this, a beautiful work,