The world is black
soaked through with evil,
bitter cold and forsaken.
Through the dark cold I walk
hands tied behind my back,
and eyes forever open.
Condemned by things out of my control,
I despise this 'so called' life.
But I can't change a thing
All I desire is to be free
but freedom is an elusive destiny.
And this darkness stalks me relentlessly.
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