Down Below
My life is ridden,
with lies hidden
of a dark past below
the pain I bestow
keeps me below.
My identity is lost,
I want to find it at any cost,
my life is ridden
with lies hidden,
a ghost of the past
comes at full blast
leaving me crying
leaving me sighing.
My life is ridden,
with lies hidden
of a dark past below
the pain I bestow
keeps me below.
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