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The darkness treads upon my soul,
so alone I am.
I cannot see what lays ahead,
the lighted path is all but gone.
It used to be
I had a plan
for what I was to do:
Friends to meet,
People to love and
God to follow.
Now
all that is left are
Wasted dreams,
Hopeless ambitions and
Desires too far to grasp.
So I'm leaving now,
you're welcome to stay:
There's a vacancy in my
Mind.