Shadows and missing souls

Time goes by so slow, there is no pieces left. Black leaves falling off a shadow of a tree…all is black and white…grey is left out.. no space for the undead beauty of a missing soul. No sleep for days left me making friends with the nothings of the night…my mind is killing me.. i keep on loosing sleep. Who cares… you gone and stole my soul…

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