All in vain,
With truth-terror.
All dreams-
Taken away
From the mirror.
No ground
To stand now.
No sight,
No sound,
No friend,
No tomorrow.
And I live
For today
With my own sorrow.
And I watch life
With zigzag ways
More and more.
No time
I know
And nothing
To score.
All silent
My roar.
No life
But death
To the core.
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