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i have no hope for the future
it keeps on chasing me away
and no one knows my struggles
they view me as a sickly dog
chasing me with words or beatings
and i lay on the floor beaten but not broken
trying to rise from the ashes that i'm made of
but life brings me down
promises of love and happiness forgotten
taken and ripped from my life
never given back at once only given in pieces
hopefully i realize my path
if i don't.........we will never know 
Written by schizodude (a voice from the void)
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