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Misery strikes
This is one of the latest of mine, its going to be published trust me
What to do?, I have no clue,
You've made your mind,
almost out of view,
I can't recall the shape of it,
it knew my name like a fingerprint,
it fed my desires,
I was hungry for you like a tiger,
When all is said,
I won't feel better,
I haven't heard such bad things,
in such stormy weather,
When its you or death,
time permits either one,
I feel so numb,
time's begun to wash it all away,
I can't even be happy on perfect days,
When it rains it calls my name,
its main objective is to rot my brain,
lonely nights, surrounded by bright lights,
who knew with all the action in the city?,
I'm the only one out of view,
not looking so pretty.
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