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Vipers,

Cobras,

Chimeras,

Pythons

Snakes everywhere 

You walk outside into the 

abyss

Into a forest of thorns

Trying to escape the labyrinth 

Blood and sweat are excreted,

darkness makes It hard to see

Call out to god for relief

from this living hell 

A journey of pain,

a hunger for peace

Exiled to this existence 

of tribulation 

Temporary purgatory,

where the mind is troubled

To suffer for light

put an end to night

Traumatic losses

happen along the way 

The war is fought ,

many are caught on the barbwire

and cut into shreds

Left behind in the mud,

lost souls

Dont look back continue to strive

for the end of the wasteland 

Drink the waters of life

and be at peace