Moving endlessly,
the vortex has me.
I can't die,
and I'll never get away.
Prisoner in an empty cell,
tortured by only myself.
It'll never end,
I can never escape.
Death comes for the choosen,
the choosen won't tell me how it happens.
So I wait here,
forever.
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