The feeling of being alone
Grips tightly at my heart
As if killing me were its goal
Leaving nothing to impart
But a dark and empty hole
As this feeling takes control
I feel its hold tightening upon my weary soul
Ripping apart every last bit of me
Until no longer shall I be
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