A Daily Battle
How a simple chaotic life
Leaves me nothing but constant strife
They say you live and you will learn
So I guess now it is my turn
Each moment can slice like a knife
A moment feels like an hour
These days take all of my power
Although I will try and will try
I know I can't live my life high
Now I choose never to cower
Hungry demons I do battle
My war leaves sounds of deaths rattle
pray for a victorious win
Soon I will slay my every sin
Healthy life I will then saddle
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