Echoes of Solitude: A Journey Through Despair

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This cold that gnaws at me in the dead of night,

A frost that seeps into my bones, a blight,

This unquenchable flame, burning bright within,

Yet it's a fire that consumes, where to even begin?

Loneliness, my eternal shadow, my silent foe,

It wraps around me, a suffocating undertow,

Each night, it tightens its grip, a relentless hold,

As I sink deeper into despair's icy cold.

My mind, a ceaseless wanderer in the dark,

Lost in a labyrinth of memories stark,

Seeking you, amidst the echoes of my past,

Hoping to find solace, to make it last.

This desire, a weight upon my weary soul,

It shackles me, it takes its toll,

Breaking me down, piece by shattered piece,

Leaving me adrift, longing for release.

If only in spirit, I could find you there,

To share this burden, this endless despair,

But in the depths of my solitude, I'm alone,

With nothing but echoes of a love that's overthrown. 

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