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Tested
As I wander through this somber alleyway,
Pain I can feel literally surrounding me.
Anguish and suffering, offered on a tray.
Why, why do I have to bear this tragedy?
Thunder, hurricanes destroying my whole life.
Have left nothing behind but my poor dead body.
Tired of being implied in this constant strife,
I please you, set free my soul, give me back liberty.
Can you see the raven observing all my movements?
Or is it my darkened heart that tries to escape?
Tired of the pain imposed by my soul, no improvements,
As burns down this magnificent beauty of landscape.
