In hollowed steps I start to stumble,
the fabric of life begins to crumble.
I blindly feel my way through darkness,
smiling as willpower I begin to harness.
An eternity will not stop this pain,
These eyes will never be the same,
until the distant day I find my way.
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Find my way
In hollowed steps I start to stumble,
the fabric of life begins to crumble.
I blindly feel my way through darkness,
smiling as willpower I begin to harness.
An eternity will not stop this pain,
These eyes will never be the same,
until the distant day I find my way.