A poem od darker days, and delusion.
Looking through the empty waters
Freezing cold, where is the hope?
A lost soul aimlessly wanders
Lost it doesn’t know where to go
An eerie silence walks the land
Stripped of freedom they are alone
As formations take their stand
Many hearts turn to stone
Carefree eyes glance toward the sun
Mouths wide open, buried deep
Sad songs hummed into the horizons
Resurection without sleep
Dark days haunting the sights
Shattered dreams and ugly thoughts
Each one put up a fight
This is the new Halocaust
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