Its going to be dark
Its going to be deep
In the presence of solitude
Living the loneliness of suffering
Crying of the infants.
Drowning down the ocean
The wildfires in the oaks
Burning one in the whole piece
Tasting the inedible
Broken path to crawl
Concreteness in the life is not any more
Breaking down in the teens present
All the life suffers from the blood cell
A black blood is dipping out
spreading all over in the teary path
Generating the regret of life
Cutting down heart into parts
Pavement towards the black hole
Journey to the land of thrones and termites
Lie down having a huge sigh
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