Solitude Maximus le Muerte
boredom reeks from every end
silence surrounds from every corner
i've become the epicenter of emptiness
i'm condemned to my own space
nobody's here to look at me
not even a soul to visit
if this was a zoo exhibit
i would be the rotten apple
what's the meaning of this silence?
what's there to do in this solitude?
where do i go to venture for excitement?
there's nowhere coz i'm by myself
one person in a gigantic house of solitude
nobody comes in,nobody goes out
where's the joy in this self indulgence
where there's nobody to share it with?
come spirits of the netherworld
bring me to your domain
where at least i'll have company
to whatever end...
alone i crumble
beneath the depts
where is everyone?
where is everyone...
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