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LIFE
I live in a depravational world,
Where death is a way of life.
One day I shall die and my body will rest,
But my soul will not.
Where is the knife when you need it most.
I feel like a mouse in a cage,
No freedom to go places or do things.
It's like being grounded forever.
Love never lasts when your young,
Your parents always ruin it.
Curse those whe have seen the light,
Who have done it all,
Who have seen it all.
They don't know how it feels,
How it feels... to be me.
The barren fields that were once covered with snow,
Are now covered with coal.
It stands alone, feels the weight of oneness
which moans a cry of empty silence
much like the scream of the butterfly
What is this that I should feel its pain?
crossing the River Sadness,
as blood laps gently at my ankles
I stand amid the tears that slowly fall.
It weeps alone, feels the pain of isolation
I'm drowning in the ocean of your eyes
which shatter like ice to shards of jagged glass,
scattered like leaves in the rain.
What is this life, leaping from a ledge,
her hair done up in lillies
as legs madly pump to reach the surface
before my mind gets the chance to conspire against my heart.
