emptyness
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I can't hold on,
I can't let go...
I keep on breathing
But each breath is suffocating.
My heart keeps pounding
But in my own blood,
I'm sinking.
We search, seek, and destroy for distractions.
Unfulfilled in distant lands…400 years still aint home.
Bronze fingers.
I'm losing my sanity,
Swore on my heart, by the devils profanity.
Sold my soul to heavens illusions,
Lost all hope in its shameful intrusions.
