They're lost in time, in time they've lost, in weeks, and months & days,
Scared of all that they have lost because they lost their way.
Piercing eyes, and drawling voices, haunting all their life,
Shrinking at the mocking cries that drove away their drives.
Losing sense, and losing self, all that they hold so dear,
Surrendering to watching eyes, giving in to what they hear.
Echoing emptiness, such silent cries of help,
In all their being, they're nothing more, than shadows of themselves.
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