I am crying without a tear in my eyes;
My mind was brought forth like a holocaust.
I feel like screaming without a sound;
And then this heart seemed like bursting out.
I tried to stretch my hand out in darkness...
only to grab nothing but cold air;
I search in a sullen mist...
blinded me up to numbness.
I grasp for breath,
I felt like drowning... drowning
In a sulky red fire-like scent;
Then, of what this gloomy heart, languish?
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