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This emptiness I feel,
The feeling is surreal,
As if my skin is being peeled,
While I am lying awake in a mine field.

The black clouds are overhead,
Even as I just lay awake, in bed,
Imagining a better scene, but waking up dead,
Fore all that was found, was a nightmare in stead.

The darkness drowns me with all its fear,
And ever so slowly my eye weeps a tear,
These friends I used to hold dear,
But now to them, the thought of me seems mere.

Lonely I stand on this dusty old ground,
Misery is the only feeling that is found,
Fore to this fate my soul is bound,
And at the gates of hell, I shall be their hound.