Shrouded in Desolation

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What I truly desire?

To turn my back and flee,
Escape from this relentless agony,
To hide within the depths of darkness,
Seek solace in a distant realm,
Yearning for respite, far away,
Longing for the cease of torment,
To erase every memory, forget it all,
The temptation to drown in oblivion,
The urge to release the pain through scars,
The longing to cease existence,
To become a void, an absence unbound.

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