Echoes In the Dark
Everything there was
floating in the vacuum
black hole after eruption
Everything I was
everything I had
Now slowly fading
Stumbling into the walls
Seeking and never finding
A crack in your heart
And you still can’t feel anything
All the remains
Feelings left unfelt
Memories grown thorns
Words and thoughts
Tangled and crumbled
These pieces wandering in circles
Deserted hallways
Everything there is left
Only echoes in the dark
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