In this place
Each step I take
Is filled with pain
Left continuously follows right
Slowly driving me insane
Alone in my fight
I still have to try
I can never stop
The control is not mine
I'll die if I stop
All around are signs
Of a life full of crime
Theres no place to save
The ground I walk is paved with blades
Stomping my way to my grave
Happiness for life I trade
Why am I in this place?
I guess I'll never know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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