The poison in my head
Filled my heart with dread
Now I soar above my deadened soul
A coffin doth my spirit hold
Seems when I needed God the most
I could not find the Holy Ghost
My ashes float into the night
Not of life and out of sight
Seams of darkness engulfed me whole
Loneliness was my predestined role
Though I tried for years to persevere
The path too cloudy, was never clear...
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