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How did my life succumb to this?

Why did my mind grow numb to this

Insane madness?

I take the floor

And tell the world

I can stand no more

Sadness.



And when did I grow weak to this?

Why do I continue to see this

Unknown story?

I take a stand;

Dish out all the

Anger that I can

And glory.



When will I learn all of this?

When will my heart burn all of this

Unwanted hate?

I take my pride.

I swallow all

The hurt I hide

Too late.



For I let my mind succumb to this:

And I won't let my mind grow numb to this

Insane madness,

Though I took the floor

To tell the world

I can stand no more

Sadness.