This Hell Called Life

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This hell that we live in is called life,

And i'm a prisoner of it's will.

The choices I make are merely as dust on the path laid before me.

There is no escape from this hell,

Only torment and suffering.

For even the earth we tread upon is is ravaged against us.

It meets us with bitter frost in the evening,

And tries to scald and defeat us in the afternoon.

The only solice to be found is in the sunrise,

Before the world awakes to find itself trapped.

Trapped in this hell called life.