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Close to the end but far from the edge

I ready myself for the eternal battle

My heart sharpened and encased

For I will never feel

The warmth again

Darkness already won my heart

And once you have been caught

There is no escape

In this game of tag there are no winners

Only stranded victims

As the void seems to grow day by day

Silence

Seems to become louder

Every ticking of the clock adds on another layer of doubt

And shadows spread from within

I have been stripped

Stripped of everything precious

Only a shell remains

No matter how hard I may pretend

It is no use

I am

-M 

Lost