The Architecture of Melancholy

Everyday I experience the death of the Sun.

And the ground that I stand upon, caves in.

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Everything I see turns to stone.

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And the beating of my heart just stops.

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I close my eyes and fall down to the ground,

And await for all to shut down,

So the pain will fade.

I close my eyes and wait for the numbness to set in,

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And I embrace the stillness of eternal sleep.