A canyon full of pain
Like an open wound, bleeding
No rescue, no cure.An anchor tied to my heart
Im falling down so deeply
I may never come back to the surface.Lost on the road going nowhere
No light to guide me
I cannot find my way back.Only a lost soul could be so blinded
Or perhaps a fool would allow oneself
To be led to the slaughter.
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