Cold Dark World
I start to see the world for what it really is
A cold prison of hate, a darkened abyss
Full of deceit and broken dreams
Feelin my sorrows bursting out the seams
A never ending ocean on sorrow and pain
My tears crashing onto the pavement make a stain.
A stained mural of what used to be
The happiness now gone a silhouette is all I see
Fading into darkness until it exists no longer
And I feel my sorrow growing ever so stronger
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