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Troubled Soul

When demons pick at my troubled mind The light I find in life is only temporary, Each day gets harder with each breath I take, As the day grows and I become wary, For this feeling of woe, I cannot shake, I know I am not the only one feeling this way, The clock is ticking and life is moving, I am having trouble keeping the monsters at bay, They wait in hiding, each one unmoving, My life flashed before my eyes, Each day the darkness consumes my heart, Knowing all too well I need not tell lies, Struggling to keep myself from falling apart, Moving forward in this life bitter and lost, Searching for hope in the darkest days.

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