A Ballad to Nihilism

there is no sun

to shade your scars

there is no  glue

to bind your past

 

there is no beauty

to make you fall in love

there is no sea

to drown your shame

 

there is no art

to excuse your misery

there is no war

to embrace your ruin

 

there is no void

to plot your escape

there is no edge

to tempt your end

 

there is no death

to defy

there is no world

to save.

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