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Deep down I know that I am only an immense void

A black hole of feelings

Selfish and detestable

I m just a cripple

A numb heart polluted with dust

Today is the end of a futile life ending as she lived

In a mutual indifference

I am born in the silence of December

All that will remain of me is an exhausted fire

I m just a white ash

No one will put a word on my grave

No regrets, no tears

No thought, no funeral oration

Anyway I don't need anything

Let the ceremony begin !

Let the blaze begin to burn !

What will become of my body ?

Just an ash among the snow ?

Surely a white one, like a flake

And yet still invisible to all