Inside the abysmal pool of wailing sorrows
A vast emptiness presides
Calling out in depths of horror
With fear standing side by side.
Dismal visions
Clouds out every decision
At the crossroads lay
sacrificing mindless reasons
Here is not meant to stay
The journey waits
As the waking neon sunlight rise.
Sail upon wavering waves
With every tear just stride
Crestfallen is the look of one
Who carries all this weight
There is not time for mindless fun
Just this thirsty need
for someone to relate.
A Chorus of Echoes 
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