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Life Without Hope Viewed Through A Telescope

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Broken wheel.

As I stand here upon shakey uncertain uneven ground Completely alone in my empty Clostuerphobic loveless Self-made prison in hell Spell cast gauntlet thrown down Cat In a Bag waiting to drown Not where I don’t want to be And far from what I'd call home Or sanctuary Watching life from afar through a telescope As my wasted time silently passes by Given up all hope And run out of tears that once flooded into an ocean Of deep emotion And where I once drown I wake up from a dream only to live a nightmare Over again and again Life in the dark putrid stench in the gutter Where evil demons play around With my tired mind Their vicious hound's bite Both day and night And rip my heart apart A little more Than before The Scavenger vultures gather with hideous eyes And sharp beaks on the outside of my prison walls Whating to eat my tender flesh and greedily pick my bones Never ever wanted much Just a family And a loving touch Living in a fantasy world Pushing the sharp stab and crushing blow of reality Far away Just too much to bear Life a curse And death is a sweet release The only way to leave my heavy load Somewhere no one would ever find And finally, find peace

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