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CHRONICLES OF THE DEPRESSED II
<p>As time grows weary of my existence</p><p>I sit and ponder why this hell of a life still holds me</p><p>Holds me deep in it's captivity </p><p>My life like an unending battle as I fight to remain in this hell</p><p>I stand and I watch the ones I love swallowed up by red sands of the Earth while I drown at bottom of a bottle seeking for peace</p><p>I burn my thoughts on the altar of regret,</p><p>Feeding the flames with every memory that cuts too deep.</p><p>Ash rises in the dark like ghosts around me,</p><p>Their whispers clawing at the marrow of my soul.</p><p><br/></p><p>Yet even as the smoke blinds my eyes and hinders my breathing </p><p>I find it so comforting, </p><p>For in destroying the weight of what I carry,</p><p>I feel, for a heartbeat, lighter than my grief </p><p>For even in this hell of a life where shadows feast on dreams,</p><p>I feel the pulse of something still alive in me</p><p>A stubborn spark refusing to be quenched,</p><p>A drying river refusing to be completely dried up</p><p>A voice that says endure, even when I cannot speak.</p><p><br/></p><p>Would there finally be an end or would my endurance play a crucial role in this hell called Life. </p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
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