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Carrying my own coffin

through open graves

The eyes without glare

as mirrors of the void

reflect the many dreams laid on the ground

waiting forever

waiting in vain.

While I enter into the mist

the fragile shell of time

cracks into memories

as an echo that floats

in perpetual waves of darkness

where no eyes can see

tracing a path orphan of faith

How did I get here

to this wasted land?

Where the clock of events

has ceased to rule

the order of things

And as I keep walking

all shapes fade into the void

Whispering

Calling me

For a moment I hear you scream my name

but while I walk

everything becomes so faint, so distant

My soul turns into ashes

scattered by the wind

of the time when I’ve walked

among the living

The time has come

to become part of the emptiness

to which everything returns

Behind my steps, the pieces of marble

cover the already useless rays of light

that never guide me but has made me blind.

So I drown into oblivion of what never was

nor will be.

Let me go

And forget about me

Forever and forevermore