Helplessness

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                 HELPLESSNESS

How could one contain such great sorrow,

To be left weeping till the morrow?

Such horrors should be within the evil,

Not to those who are the feeble,

Such darkness cannot be brightened,

Without another to be frightened,

We are no more than victims,

To drown in the sudden symptoms,

Take my heart with thy knife,

For I do not enjoy the pleasure of life...

Please be one to aid,

For I have been forever trapped in the shade,

May the trip to hell not be frightful,

Because the Devil is one to be spiteful...

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