The Sky is cold and Empty. With a darkness black as coal No stars will shine this bitter night. With a sadness blackening my soul Forever lost and helpless. Confused, I’ve lost my way. Is this what life is meant to be? Then in my hands my life I lay. An ending of pain and suffering To cease this life of shame Disappointments will be no more And no one will call my name. I’m frightened of this life I lead For hardships are all I see But if this is what Life is meant to be. I fear what death will be.
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