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Pest in my nest
Crawling to rest
Decay surrounding
The life I know best
Struggling to move
Only to fall back
Constantly picking up, everyones slack

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quitwhendone · M

My home is a creaky shack
Where life's pain is unpacked
Where joy is a nighttime dream
My mind plays as a video stream
And I ask myself,
Is there anything here to redeem?

My soul leaks all the hope
And the faith I need to cope
So I'm left with an empty ache
And misery stacked by the crate

Where can I buy myself some bliss?
How can I make myself resist?
The path that temptation strolls
If my moral tents decide to fold