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IsolationBlack thoughts of isolationConstant destruction of one's own life Just a thought The end of everything Surrounded by the fear Of being alone in the end Nothing can express the instant That is behind life Something that comes From another place Nothing is good No colour emerges from darkness Black thoughts of isolation Constant destruction of one's own life The madness prevails in terror But for now the sun will dawn again |