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Lifes Dark Abyss
We got our rifles on our shoulders and our vests on our chest,Running through this battlefield called life. So full of never ending pain and strife. Not caring about wrong and right.Staying grounded or taking flight.We march into the dark abyss with clenched fists.The urge to kill is hard to resist and the notion of love is hard to dismiss.A time when we were happy is hard to remeniss.We have been at war for so long, we have forgotten that orgasmic bliss or that sense of being wanted.Now our days are only haunted every day we are constantly taunted by the demons in our heads.Waking in the morning, the only thing we dread.Getting ou of bed to hang out with the walking dead. Dying since the day we are born. At first a mothers love is what we yearn.Another of lifes pages begins to turn and all those good bridges begin to burn.Then amongst the brimstone and fire we eventually turn into liars.Sparking off false truths like crossed wires. And dying in our beds in the years to come,from the reaper we will try to run.But to no avail we are outrun.Our souls will leave our bodies and go to heaven or hell.And there they will forever dwell in lifes dark abyss.
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