In shadows deep, where darkness resides,
A soul cries out, with hope it collides.
Life's curves, they haunt, like demons untamed,
Leaving me lost, in a world unnamed.

The path I tread, obscured by despair,
Feels like quicksand, consuming all care.
Stuck in a cycle, going nowhere fast,
A future uncertain, like a spell cast.

Each curve I encounter, a cruel twist of fate,
Leaving me stranded, in a desolate state.
Dreams shattered, like glass upon the ground,
Echoes of emptiness, a mournful sound.
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