searcing in the world were its imposible to find happiness
instead we find sadness
Long around like a fool
Go around with a tool
used only for darkness and despare
I lost hope in all
Hope wasnt enough to fill the hole
nor was drinking all night in a drole
I walked my way down
To the stress of night
I picked up the dice of chance
Then i said to my self
Hell what do i have to lose
ZecarZera Community Member 
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