Describe it all? Life, me, it all? Void. That’s all, Void. A cold and dark place. A place where nothing is left And no one cares. An eternal night of everlasting pain and torture. Yet I embrace it And refuse to let go. I let it consume me control me, rule me. Relinquishing my hold over All that I have. All that is me. Done now am I. I return to the Void And there I shall remain. For eternityBirth sign: Not entered
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