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Apr 2016
I write not for fun but only as an escape,
Words seem to fail me when I am not sad enough,
Mad enough,
Or simply fed up with life,
It is as if I can only be the ruler of my underworld,
Never my paradise,
I am the Hades of my domain,
Everywhere I look seems to be the same,
Darkness shrouding all possibilities of light,
As if I was never destined to shine.
No matter how hard I fight,
With all my might,
It does not change the jurisdiction.
"Banished to the darkness"
"Let the child never see light."
Written by
Harley Quinzel  London
(London)   
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