This Curse

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I cry these tears of pain

As my world crashes down around me

My hopes fail

My dreams die

And I am left with nothing

Except the clothes on my back

And a pen in my hand

With no future other than tomorrow

No goals other than to survive the day

It is a sad and pointless life

But somebody has to live this curse

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