Immortality

And I wake again
Alive, alone, forgotten
Cold, as the sun
Brushes its warming fingers
Across my flesh
Cold

A lone tear leaves its shelter
In my eye and falls
Entering into a brief
And soon forgotten existence
And dies...
Alone

To fear and hate
So much
To love it all
But receive nothing in return
To yearn to die
Yet live

I hate this thing most
So take me from it
Please, I beg you
Let me alone in this
Let me be...
Gone


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