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i'm done i'm screwed
i'm fucked i'm ruined
it's too much to handle
in this world
of scandal
hotness and mischief
glint of scheme
god is great
open the gate
this is your light
this is your darkness
touch it and you'll die
touch it and you'll live
seven gates of hell
six of heaven
mindless dreamers
riding their faith
a cliff is waiting
so take your leap
a merchant and his wife
marching the labyrinth
in pits of insufficient
extend your hand
shame shall be called
is this the end
of the merchant and his wife
what money cannot save
what money cannot have
is this the end
for his kids to die
and his wife to slur away
poor merchant for he never knew
a simple accuse could take the few
teach him that it's a cruel world
and reveal the dirty colors
this life is not lasting
this life is nothing but a game
take the hand of others
and lead the way
love and madness
take the sadness
hurl your opinions
and join the rest
the mattress is set
for you to lie on
rest your sleepy head
and face tomorrow
harsh mouths talking
greedy ears listening
take your pen and get lost
in your world of exhaust
tomorrow is another day
so fuck the remains
and sleep nearby
so you could wake
in the dawn of the dead
with blood around your head
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Poezie❝One person's craziness is another person's reality.❞ A collection of stories and poems. ❧ poetry #174 ❧ short story #377 ❧ 9th of july