Seems like i'm loosing my grip.
Feels like am getting out of touch with my reality.
Everything seems a blur now,everything seems opaque.
My nights are like space journies,
the further i go,the more weightless i become.
But the quest for a new order seems endless.
Save me from this emptiness i have become,
Pull me away from this void i find myself in,
hold me baby,
hold me tight and dont let go.
For i am frail and my ship refuses to set sail.
No more of this path,no more.
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