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Misery

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The feeling of misery
Made to believe all these happens for a reason
Birth, growth and death, all mystery
Pray for us, oh great deacon
Sitting here, thinking, all teary
Need a focus, direction, a beacon
Laughter seems like a strange concept
Every inch devoid of hope, joy
Smile, I hold thee in contempt
Floating in the sea of hatred, anger the bout
Happiness, joy and love all loose meaning
Laughter, smile obvious in the face of enemy
To witness the downfall all they are dreaming
But this is not the destiny
That was promised: A life of greater things,
Is assured, but achieving this requires great patience.
For when the time comes
The ecstasy will last forever

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