I come out in the night Like a vampire Searching I am a lost soul My soul is lost My heart is gone I think I'm losing my mind When it all goes away Then what do I have I have nothing I am nothing That's why I like Roaming in the dark Dark is nothingness Does it even exist Do I Descartes once asked These questions himself Am I like him Does this make me a genius Or does it make me insane If I am insane Than this world of mine Is one I created myself But this won't make it Any easier to live inBirth sign: Not entered
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