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Abased by my grief,
the troubled mind I bear,
drags me down the abyss of
endless loneliness.
Enlight the reek in which you dwell.
You're the weak, your soul has fell.
Hear the prayer of a lost soul.
Even though the greatest of my wishes
is being stoic, God has made me
one of many stooges.
Trusting only thou
who is alike myself.
I merge with the darkness
that embraces me for who I am.
Emaciated by their faulter moves,
they hide under the cloak of blasphemy.
Desperately yearning for love,
finding only misery Avount
Now I loathe the presence of God,
whom I had such trust in.
Only to be abandoned,
my hardest of times.
Pierce the mind see what is not.
Try to sense the spirit rot.
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