* dark shade *
Feeling desperate and feeling strange
No way to freedom
No kind games
Love is washed out
Pain is real
Life is falling
Death approached with zeal
Good times it seems were all decades ago
Nothing to cling to
Such rank despair
Bad is bad
There ain't no good
Falling depressive
Dreams of yesteryear
Make keen this hurt
Inner pain so real
The fences high
No escape
What is done is done
Seems I am broke
No way to fix way I am
Tethered line to world of life
How easy to slice
Pass me the knife
For life isn't easy
And life is long
Death so short in comparison.
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