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Around our souls

There’s always something dark,

Something that stops our beats

The thing that never leaves …

The masks that surround us

darken the soul in shades of grey

The heart is more and more devastated.

The feelings go astray.

Fragile like a snowflake,

Trust falls, easily shattered.

Disappointment is an indubitable feeling

What was promised cannot be forgotten.

Condemned to suffering

We cannot escape chaos

We are turnning to ashes

Afraid, confused and hopeless.

Heart is lonely and frightened

The beats are getting slower.

Everything that was good is gone.

The rest is the dark side.

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