Woven in a web of grievance
Attempting to rise my head above these inky waters
Is it as simple as having obedience
Or are my words merely fire for it's fodder?
Vivid dreams in the dark of night
Where any sense of joy erodes
Can't wait for dusk to come, where there's a sliver of light
But that too will just elude
Oh how I wish dream upon the day
Where happiness is the rudiment emotion
Time where evil is beckons away
Let me plea for this devotion
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