Days like dark unending tunnels
Never brightening
Not even at their ends
Life had made a mess out of them
It had given them scars of a lifetime
Ruined them right before their eyes
Handed them pain they will forever remember
Still, they hoped on
Wishes became options
They either select one or the other
Even when they know both is of no good
Kept racing everyday of their life
No time for rest
No little distress
Because more is of a routine
Screaming on top of their lungs
Hoping they would be vindicated
But NO, they lived to know pain
And that's why violence made their
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