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This,nothing but some random writing
Written on some cold lonely walls And a lonely man,with empty eyes staring He's waiting,in Death's eternity he falls. At his god-forsaken grave not a single tear is shed He now sleeps in peace on his hard wooden bed There's no more pain for him it seems But his tortured soul,from painfull Hell it screams With such effect that it makes my heart bleed My only escape is to try and read But his voice reigns havoc in my mind Are you crazy?Are you blind? "He's just a mad man,it's not his fault" "He's dead inside,killed by his own folk" But no one listens,no one's hearing I tried,I tried but I'm tired of screaming. He's just another soul now Condemned to eternal pain But how can that be?How? He's a danger,or that's what they claim But that cold,dead soul's done nothing wrong And I haven't heard it for so long,for too long.
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