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Friday, September 02, 2005
iSa pA..hELL-bEnt..
6:30 AM
The clock unceasingly tick – tocks as I succumb to helplessness
In this four – squared room where I find solace
Hopelessly longing for the warm embrace of the sun
Yet afraid, all the same; shame is what I don
Lost is what I have become
When I fell for the devil’s son
Call me ignorant, careless, stupid, and dumb
And yes, I know - now I am alone
Uncountable seconds have passed by my ears
Together with the sounds of unbreakable shackles
To them I am bound for the coming years
Forever drowned, damaged in the room he darkles
But now there you are
A ray of hope in my disparity
Unchain me, I beg of you, and heal this rotting scar
Restore my soul and unbind me from this agony
I finally see, within this obscurity, a beacon –
One I would fight for beyond reason
For at length these stone walls will be broken
The devil’s chains will be taken
O, angel – my seraph of hope and serenity
Please let this not be a dream in my anxiety
Nor a part of a recreated reality –
An example of a hellacious impossibility
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