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This wasteland that

You call my home

Is never ending



The sorrow and sadness

Fills me with dispair

I never knew I could

Ever feel so much pain



Suffering endlessly

And constantly weeping

Grieving for this world

Oh, its never ending



The day and night

Merges to form

The darkest of grey

Hopelessly consuming me



The dark grey clouds

Form my pillow

And the constant rain

Is my blanket



The only light that shines

Is that of the pale blue moon

Crying tears of silver

That speckle the night sky



These silver tear drops

I rememeber once shined so bright

But now the dark grey clouds

Have wiped these tears away



Never again will I

Weep for never ending pain

Because my weeping is

Already never ending



Never again will

The moon cry silver

Because Ive cried enough

For both the moon and I