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Field of Nightmares
The weight of the world lies heavy on my shoulders Like the burden of a boulder, as the world grows colder Never seen but always felt, an imagined force weakens the heart Rending the soul like sharpened blades, ripping flesh apart Taking no pleasure in life, no solace promised in death Life becomes more difficult with each passing breath With love like a barren field, replete with vines and cracked earth A wicked despair entangled in thorns, lingering since birth Travelers traverse these weary plains, strangers all and never seen Blinded with sorrow and fear, this life is like it’s always been Sadness sewn reaps further misery, harvested with broken tools A choked waste of loathsome pity, what sad tormented fools No rituals can cleanse the land and purge the darkened Fates When given to my destiny, the stars aligned in purest hate To suffer the pain of dejection, living through cold rejection A simple passage etched in stone with wisdom that we seek Love... is but... an illusion... created... to sustain... the weak...
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