lady_joker
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Struggle, Struggle, Though I Might
I Am Still Unable To Regain My Sight
My Mind So Blankly Dark As Night
My Heart It Bleeds,
My Soul It Pleas,
All To Be Free.
From My Eyes Flow Gentle Streams.
From My Mouth Come Silent Screams.
Nothing Is Truely What It Seems.
I Am Unable To See What Is Ahead
My Body Moves About While My Soul Is Yet Chained To The Bed.
Over Me Is Not Radient Light But Blinding Darkness Instead.
Not Afraid To Break The Silence Of The Night,
Yet Too Afraid To Fight.
So Drains My Life.
I Lay Helpless In My Fears
Drowning In My Tears.
I Am Still Unable To Regain My Sight
My Mind So Blankly Dark As Night
My Heart It Bleeds,
My Soul It Pleas,
All To Be Free.
From My Eyes Flow Gentle Streams.
From My Mouth Come Silent Screams.
Nothing Is Truely What It Seems.
I Am Unable To See What Is Ahead
My Body Moves About While My Soul Is Yet Chained To The Bed.
Over Me Is Not Radient Light But Blinding Darkness Instead.
Not Afraid To Break The Silence Of The Night,
Yet Too Afraid To Fight.
So Drains My Life.
I Lay Helpless In My Fears
Drowning In My Tears.