Grey visions of today
Every sight the same
I can not break free
I think I'm gone
As though I never wake
Always drawn into descent
And my hope decays, just out of reach.
Cursed through life & condemned to misery
To be left with nothing...
If only for a moment; a way out
To see the faintest glimmer amongst the dark
To mend the broken dawn so bleak
Somehow I think I'm gone.
But like ashes to the wind I will fade
Namless and Forgotten
The thorn upon the withered rose
Somehow I always knew...
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