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Thoughts Of The Lost

The time slips by.
I hang onto a single light.
Cannot find a single way to escape.

She grasps my mind.
There is no escape.
Am left trying and trying to find answers?

There is no sheer enjoyment in defeat.
There is no joy in winning in life.
In the end we all lose.

How can one be so trapped in his mind.
Left to rot all alone in his mind.
There is no pain in this just a hollow feeling.

A cold dark hand
A mystery that cannot be solved
Where to go when there is no where to go?

How can we get so far but stay so close.
How could I see what was in front of me when all I see is you.

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