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Version of Hell
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No more room for memories
Please just no more pain
And yet I can't stop hiding
From the truth that still remains
I've got no where else to go
No one who seems to care
I'm trapped
In my own version of hell
Deamons in my dreams
Screaming, not letting me be
Darkness awaits
In every corner I turn
Life is like a second
Which seems to come and go
Happiness is but a feeling
That I can not feel anymore
Evil stares
Remarks that puncture my heart
I've got no more reasons to live
Trapped in my own version of hell
Please just no more pain
And yet I can't stop hiding
From the truth that still remains
I've got no where else to go
No one who seems to care
I'm trapped
In my own version of hell
Deamons in my dreams
Screaming, not letting me be
Darkness awaits
In every corner I turn
Life is like a second
Which seems to come and go
Happiness is but a feeling
That I can not feel anymore
Evil stares
Remarks that puncture my heart
I've got no more reasons to live
Trapped in my own version of hell
Just a quick poem I came up with anyway enjoy
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this is one of your best so far and I can really relate. Short and I would say sweet but not really the word..I seen and written so much on this topic and this is one of the best I seen more more