Dark, Dark, Dark
Dark, Dark, Dark

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nothingisknown I know nothing
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Dark, Dark, Dark

Just some poem about how I felt one day.

Dark, Dark, Dark

Sometimes, it is just exhausting Everything's just exhausting There isn't really a problem But I feel like there is

And it is quite hard to explain What I, myself cannot understand

Not being chained does not mean That I am truly free For the mind can be a cage; Difficult to bypass and escape

Words cut deep-- Deep enough to pierce one's heart Words hold so much power Power to break one's soul

An ocean can drown me My thoughts can, too But i don't know if I want To be brought to the shore For not breathing seems more appealing Than breathing poisonous air

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