A hollow past
A whole future
All those things
I once clenched to
Is dust
A new road
That opened up before me
Meaningfull
An essence of happyness
But angst
Creeping shadows
A darkened mind
A soul unable to feel
Useless
A manifestation of true anger
Silence
No wishes
Quintessence of fear
Like a seed growing without sunlight
A rotten soil
Life
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