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A dark poem...
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My soul is filled with impossible dreams
My destiny in life is not what it seems
All purpose and goals attempted by me
Will never begin to set my heart free

I am lonely yet not alone
My cries subdued to a quiet moan
I speak yet don't feel I'm heard
I want to be as free as a wandering bird

I'm drowning, I'm choking, I can't feel anymore
Suffocation drops me to the floor
I tell myself to rise up like the Phoenix
Out of the ashes and burning sticks.

 
 
 
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