Somehow, it doesn't feel right...
The days are too long, the nights are too cold;
the silence too loud, the colours too plain...
Somehow, something feels strange...
The breeze doesn't feel pleasant,
the night doesn't feel peaceful;
the breathe feels so heavy,
the spirit so dreary...
Somehow, life seems like life again...
With nothing to hold onto,
nothing to breath;
no reason my heart's beating,
no reason to live...
And all I'm left with,
is a black and white rainbow...
Somehow, the senses lose pace...
The vision gets dimmer,
the taste gets too bland;
the touch getting weaker,
the beats make no sense...
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