while dreams and hopes
are dying and failing,
these hateful thoughts begin prevailing---
the cruelest intentions
have cought my attention
and i just cant let them go...
when stumbling around
and tumbling down
its hard to regain control.
While sinners cling to saviors
despite hypocritical behaviors
waiting to be carried home,
their god is betraying them:
he's left them alone--
I weep upon impending doom
inside my dark and dreary room
I PAY FOR TEMPORARY HAPPINESS WITH
PERPETUAL GLOOM.
 
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