Tears do now fall.

Pain seems every lasting.

Cold and dark all things are.

But why,why must such sorrow prevail over my immortal soul.

Is this ever to end.

Why did it begin.

Questions,so many questions.

Questions of which have so many anwsers.

Anwsers that slip,slip far...far from my grasp.

Why...why must this life be such a riddle.

I feel like I am born into a nightmare.

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