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Hope Lost And Found
It becomes more difficult daily
To look at what's become of us
Of myself
After such a promising start
It hurts my soul
I place the blame at my own feet
I'm filled with shame
And hot stinking defeat
The future looks bleak
To my tired eyes
Each and every day
I try to find a way
To extricate myself
With some semblance of pride
But all avenues are closed to me
So I must slink away
Or find a dark corner
To curl up and fade from view
Or maybe from this life itself
To remake myself in the next one
As someone who wouldn't
Let all this shit happen.
To look at what's become of us
Of myself
After such a promising start
It hurts my soul
I place the blame at my own feet
I'm filled with shame
And hot stinking defeat
The future looks bleak
To my tired eyes
Each and every day
I try to find a way
To extricate myself
With some semblance of pride
But all avenues are closed to me
So I must slink away
Or find a dark corner
To curl up and fade from view
Or maybe from this life itself
To remake myself in the next one
As someone who wouldn't
Let all this shit happen.
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