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My Hell

The world holds me
in a barren place
struggling to survive.
It is there most reside -
it is there my home was made.
I fight a battle no one wins -
hope holds me prisoner.
All the stars knows my wishes -
not a one will dare to grant.
I am doomed! I know my truth -
I know my fate
but I still strive -
hope the angel -
that's my hell.

28 Jan 09

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