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When you think about it… It all dies within
But you never sought any relief from your “sin”
Sorrow swells up inside you,
But there’s nothing you could do.

Pain exists for only one reason
To keep you down ‘till the next season.
It could go on for more than that
But by then, you are possibly dead in that matter of fact

You continuously regret that simple thing to be changed
Yet you were not even thinking about anything to be arranged.
You have fallen in love, and now you’ve made the commitment
And since then you were the happiest fur in the moment.

Until then, you realize that the lust suddenly vanished
Like in a flash, the whole experience is as good as banished.
You regret more and more as your heart fills up with the acids of the past
And reinforced by the very pain that you thought wouldn’t last.

It’s not fiction, for it is now true.
As he who is writing this is suffering more than you.
He’s survived many things
But he couldn’t evade the stings
Of the continuous ordeal that life has thrown at him
Even if it involved guns, abuse, and the inevitable grim

He may appear all happy and cheerful, but deep down inside
He’s dying, aside from his friends being there, he can’t do suicide.
Absurdity reigns as the pinnacle of his mind
As he constantly dreams of his life twisting into a bind
Ensnared by the many troubles of his own past
He’s tried very hard to forget, only to be slashed
Like his dreams of his very own future
It’s all gone… Thanks to the everlasting torture…

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