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"Geometrical Hell"  12 - 15 - 01



I look at my past

and this is what I see:

full of strife, lacking life

a man of sorrow, depression

day in, day out, I live, to no end

no light in sight, no help in reach

it seems I will never leave this breach

through my soul, a wide, gaping hole

hollow, numb, devoid of existance

I cry and cry, yet no one will pry

ask if I am ok, ask my needs

for help, for love, so lacking

now it's too late for me

fallen to it's gravity

I sink into Hell,

my Hell:

LIFE