wandering into oblivion.....the strings get pulled to and fro.....my life is a twist and the fate is predetermined....crawl and bite back the lost yrs of doubt...behemoth in the room with a badge of honor for dealing with the darkness that consumes us all....nothing last forever until your dead......then the world rejoices with cheering and laughter like you said....I breathe new life from my lungs....a chapter is written with no hope of completion.....the danger lurking....I've said I've spilled....the blood it's trickled down from the veins...the room it starts it's spinning.....but whom does this relate....when your eyes feel flush from the anger that builds.....to the disbelief that your life is shit.....only pulled up from the depths....I've spent too many a night there....the clean only happens when....the tears fail to fall....im buried in my loss....I've only kept above because I can't quit..... too many see me as a beacon....this light to look up to.....but what am I but a desolate figure....only living for my next fix.....just a tormented soul case caused by my own tolls....a written in bold is my script.....but to each there own....we sink from above once the gravity takes hold!!!!!
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