End In Sight

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End In Sight

For a while i was struggling,

I needed to get back on my feet.

But the weight kept tugging:

My emotions had been beat.

Touched by a mad man,

I tried to stop him with all I can.

 

The day still horribly lingers,

throughout my subconscious mind

Hard, cold, stiff fingers

The sweet fruit he tried to find.

It's not your fault,

Tell me why my trust; vault

 

Falling deeper, deeper, and deeper

Please, let me go

Into the eyes of a true creeper,

Who had his fun years ago.

Came down to his ill,

The emptiness; no one will ever fill.

 

 

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