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The Day After

Falling, falling, falling

Deeper into the abyss

Running without any success at moving forward

At a standstill

Black, beaten, bruised

Lonely and staring at a shell of what once was whole

Over again, over again, over again

Hopelessness dripping down a swollen mask

Drowning, gasping, losing

Eyes close for one last time

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