Life
Out in the middle of nowhere
there's an open cavern
of dispare and loneliness
where flames of anger and hatred
lap at the ankles of abandond morals
when a glimmer of happines is detected
the crushing smoke of jelousy snuffs it out
everyday new souls are sacrificed
into this bottomless pit
there is no way to escape
so it is best to accept the impending doom
and hope that the demise reached by one
is better than that of another
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