Endless Abyss of Woe
In a world of endless night, Where shadows writhe and mournful wight, I wander through the void's cruel expanse, Lost in misery’s haunting dance.Beneath a sky of rotting grey, No dawn to break the night away, The echoes of despair entwine, In a realm where sun will never shine.The whispers of the lost and damned, In this forsaken land, I’m slammed, Walls of anguish close in tight, Swallowing hope, erasing light.The ground is cold, a barren waste, In every corner, sorrow’s taste, No refuge from the shadows’ grip, No escape from this eternal trip.In this abyss of endless dread, The world of suffering, cold and dead, No way out, no end in sight, Just the darkness of unyielding night.I’m but a specter in this woe, Where misery’s seeds eternally grow, Trapped within this grim domain, Forever bound to endless pain.
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