So rare to see, so rare to feel,
this sense of dispair,
is too much to bear.
It’s claws around me,
no room to breathe,
yet it somehow reminds me,
I have to live with it.
Everything is dark in here,
even though I walk through the day,
and every time I notice,
it sorrounds me, it’s everywhere.
Why isn’t anyone aware?
Why nobody cares?
Everyone keeps walking,
they think they got the time…
But what would you do if this was the last day of your life?
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