Loneliness spreading
Fast like a gas fire
The more I breathe
The more it feeds
My heart pumping fast
It feeds
Tears fall from eye
Lost lovers and failure all too familiar
It feeds
Its covering all of the house now
On the blinds and couches
The walls and picture frames
It feeds
Melted plastic toys
Slowly falling to a pool of nothingness
It feeds
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