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Damned Sorrows
22-09-2020

Prideful pieces
of lost endeavours
found holes in my back

Saw through it all
tough like diamonds
webs to adore the spider in the centrer

Took part in meaningful events
took me for granted
saw right through them

The pains in my back
for I carried a load
was humbled by my fate

Fathers turned into dust
as I saw my chance
to unite fierce passions

Say not this is the end
test my measures
perfect my control