This life is cold
my anger consumes me
this dream is old
this pain dooms me
I raise my fist
My dagger in hand
Just a stab and a twist
no one would understand
My hands stained red
my eyes cry tears
I'm almost dead
hiding from fears
This world is dark
I can not see
I left my mark
My soul is free
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The Life of Kaji
Whenever my life starts getting eventful I'll post all the things that have been going on that is once I find time. This is a cool venting tool for me and it let's the reader know more about my life and me. Feel free to leave comments.
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