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mentally mangling
thoughts collaborating
astranging me from others
on this path as the darkmoon rises
the light of which he follows
with beams full and bright
gazing at the sky pondering
if his past holds
the answers he seeks
in the darkest times reality peaks
pain growing with the darkness
but he's not heartless
its severed, locked up in a box he says he lost
like a pawn in a bigger game
thats stuck at a stalemate
stuck in this pit
trying not to hate