to lose my senses
i have plenty of pleasure
all the colors of my mood are black
and i'm sitting inside
of melancholy and all drama
written for me
my weary eyes still searching
i am searching an answer
how i could control myself
the tears are drowning me
hard to say any word
i have lost my speech
i keep my dreams in my head
to feel that dark embrace
i would live all these again
when i'm gone,
even to a fatal nightmare
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