Truth develops sadness.
Eyes develop tears.
Mind develops madness.
Alone i fight my fears.
Not a soul left to talk to.
Not a soul left to care.
Not a soul left, where are you?
Not a soul left out there.
Shrouded by the dark.
Shrouded by my hate.
Anger leaves its mark.
Depression decides my fate.
No one left to hear me.
No one left to cry to.
No one left that i see.
No one's here, my lifes through.
Truth develops sadness.
Eyes develop tears.
Mind develops madness.
Alone i fight my fears.
~Larko
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