Will you come out and play
or just sit to wither away?
Will you live as others before
or hide behind that iron door?
See the world with newborn eyes
whilst the rest of you slowly dies?
Will you smile at the sun
as I silently come undone?
Don't look away for a second!
or Death will come and beckon
for a life barely begun
not even close to being done...
For the love you could not find
because the fear of living blind
brought you to nothingness
far worse than loneliness...
It is the dark abyss that swallows
and nothing else follows,
no thought nor memory nor sin
only oblivion...
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