Colorless

Lonely stressful days

Dark nights

Stormy skies

Bipolar times

Twilight and nighttime

Hard, rough floors

Quiet silent nights

Dark and creepy forest

Broken leaves on the ground

Emptiness and darkness

An endless space

Cold winters

Cruel deaths

The dark cold soul deep inside me

Why do I exist in this world?

What is the meaning of life?

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