The man sat in the room crying,
on the other side, eyes peered at the window.
While the man in the room thought:
a never-ending story coming to an end
On the other side, eyes peered at the window,
he thought of the people he lost and took.
A never-ending story coming to an end.
His eyes closed and saw the abyss.
He thought of the people he lost and took.
Before they smiled and then cried,
their eyes closed and saw the abyss.
Their voices were swallowed into a black hole.
Before they smiled and then cried,
Lives got swept up into the wind.
Their voices were swallowed into a black hole,
lost somewhere in the unknown ground.
He looked at the blank window, thinking.
The eyes are everywhere looking at him,
Knowing what he has done. His mind crumbles and fades.
While the man in the room thought.
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