i despise that eye-searing daystar
which exposes my naked soul
as i walk throughout this cursed realm
so alone, lost, and unknown
these weary thoughts within my heart
have spilt upon the page
while the center of this dimming life
makes me envy the darkest days
where sorrow thrives and withers light
oh, the heavens undying pain
remains the gift that veils my eyes
through the thought which bore my shame
i cant exist as others do
inside where nothing is left
while feeling so bitter and so cold
in my essence where love is vexed
which exposes my naked soul
as i walk throughout this cursed realm
so alone, lost, and unknown
these weary thoughts within my heart
have spilt upon the page
while the center of this dimming life
makes me envy the darkest days
where sorrow thrives and withers light
oh, the heavens undying pain
remains the gift that veils my eyes
through the thought which bore my shame
i cant exist as others do
inside where nothing is left
while feeling so bitter and so cold
in my essence where love is vexed
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