Time
Weeks are passing by
Days start to blur into each other
Time runs through my fingers
I hardly remember
When did it start
When does it end
Does it even matter
When may I leave
It all lost its meaning
Fading away
Becoming a shadow
Of a better day
I've lost the feeling
Where am I now
Watching the days disappear
A gray current of loneliness
Vanishing every emotion
Capturing the black hole in my chest
Slowly killing me as the time is passing by
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