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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Gothic · #885135
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Sailing, drifting, falling, through this endless hell we call life,
Fighting to end all this suffering,
triyng to stifle this strife.
Spending our lives in the shadow, avoiding, at all cost, the light.
For some reason, reaching for just one more day,
just to avoid one more night.
The blade of the razor cuts way too deep,
and the gun, its just way too loud,
The pills, oh the horrid taste that they reap,
But we always find our way in the cold, dark, hard ground...
Seizing this life as we know it, seizing that one extra task, fearing to skrew up and blow it,
fearing to take off our masks...
Society tries to be cencored, and free speakers cease to exit,
trying to mentor their children,
but oh how it makes them all pissed...
We're teaching their future the truth,
But oh, how the world will be truthless...
They want for the young to learn ruth,
but we're just making them ruthless.
when the world is just a big black whole,
void of dreams, passion, and hate,
we can't really say that you all were told,
for then, itll all be too late.
All fallen under the spell of this evil,
this thing that they all now call life, we all will be overcome by the pain, by the barrel, the blade, and the strief.

Sailing, drifting, falling through this endless hell we call life,
Fighting to end all this suffering,
triyng to stifle this strife.

Sailinf, Drifting, Falling...

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