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The dark side of the moon

Is where I feel at home.
It's the only place,
I feel like I belong.
With no one around,
I don't have to say a word.
So alone, no one to to talk to
On my own little world.
I deserve to be alone,
Without anyone
Hated by all,
And loved by none.
The only sounds I hear,
Are my heartbeat and tears falling,
Deserted and abandoned,
I hear no one calling.
Sweet death beckons me,
Continues to draw me near.
Untill my heart stops beating,
Overwhelmed by fear.
Can this be called living?
Is this really life?
When you're all by yourself,
And everything is night.
So I lay here quietly,
Awaiting death so soon.
All by myself,
On the dark side of the moon.