Sta.sh
Tired
Sometimes I snap out of the darkness
And ponder about the beauty of things
I usually find myself gloomy
Not in the slightest interested in humans
Not the least bit ready to care
But next to all this sick decay
As well as human failure
Some things are brighter than the sun
Creating a feeling of contentment
Though only as long as I forget about myself
Because the darkest place of all
Is what one harbors inside all along
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