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Jan 2013
Today is the day
I abandoned my hope
Today I stopped climbing
This unbeaten *****

It was silly to think
that I might be successful
'Cuz this rigged competition
is nothing but stressful

All of my dreams
And all my desires
They've all been abandoned
Thrown into the fires

What point is there in fighting
When the war is already lost
While the other side is celebrating
And I'm left here in the frost

I lost my grip on the hill
And I quickly started to fall
I tried to cry out for help
But no one heard my call

Now I'm stuck at the bottom
Of some deep and dark well
Trying to tread water
At the icy mouth of hell

Slowly
                   *Sinking
.                                          Deeper.
Willow-Anne
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Willow-Anne
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