Struggle constant
With in me
To overcome myself
Hatred towards oneself
Is paying off quick success
Define random things which
Never make sense
Devoid of the boundaries of
Obligation flies high
Distant black holes scream
Desperate to swallow something
Will I satisfy them or me
Questions stand I go blind
Deeper secrets are rotten
Over and over again, time
"I love you, you heal me
is what I say" says mary jane
Lure, bane constantly haunt
Killer is near his grave
Trust is about to get breached
As the root of soul is being reached
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