My mind is riding a roaring train,
traveling on a one-way track,
headed towards the final station,
destination - devastation.
One hundred demons at my door,
clawing their way through,
my field of bliss burning,
as my world stops turning.
Searching for an elixir for the pain,
a sanctuary beyond this world,
a remedy, a cure for this life,
a peerless fix for constant strife.
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different for you, i like it a lot.
let me know if you want to talk
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