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Beaten and Alone


A door opens Empty of memory Cold, Dark, Eerie Depression creeps in Sadness takes over The walls drooping with pain Crying tears of blood No acceptance from reality Pain has overcame pleasure Insecurity seals the door shut Echos of lost years Vibrate against the walls Causing their poison to leak through the floor Poison...poison Drowned in sin of the world Toxic, tragic yet blissful Is this the LIFE I live? Gazing at the window Dreaming of what's lost Lousy of what's to gain Filled with sorrow of uncertainty Dumbfounded of the Light that gives Light Shattered glass underneath me Relief is rising towards the peak of my exposition Endless heart dying Matchless love against the odds Seeking, shouting, hoping for the Waters to calm at command the Wind blows the rush back Confused, stupified A door opens Empty of memory Cold, dark, eerie... Beaten and Alone
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