As I walk through the halls of my life,
I realize my past of grief and strife,
My life so sad and alone,
My happiness has now flown...
This war I fight every day,
I am secretly scared to say,
A darkness that is in my mind and soul,
Never again will I sleep with aid of a lull...
My past is dark and unfriendly and bad,
It all started when I was but a lad,
My father was evil and causing of grief,
My mother as dead as a winter leaf...
Hopefully my war will soon end,
And peace and harmony will have to send,
And my life would not be as dull,
So please end this war of the soul...
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