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the world seems dark in light
the glowing ball is no longer bright.
every single path leads to a dead end to my dismay;
this sentimental assault develops into a foray.
stealing away the thoughts that are hard to retain,
the kind of pain I can't sustain.
the harsh words pierce my heart,I don't complain!
unsuspected, they still regard me with disdain.
the dawn approaches and the night passes by,
as I sit to contemplate to muster up some courage and not to hesitate.
while trying to flap my wings to escape
wondering, if failed to evade.