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Here's one more I wrote before the previous one. Just for juxtaposition.
"Cold, Dark, Desperate": (I'm trying not to get too cliche with this.)
Don't listen to my cries
I'm too weak inside
I cannot handle
The gravity of my desperado
At your wittnessing will
I'm desperate in my loneliness
Denying my emptiness
Truth is
I'd take almost anyone
Beware my crushing blow
For I will break you
Beware my colorful accusations
For I will unmake you
I cannot help the need for
Getting rid of these burdens
that haunt me
For I will poison you
I will make you bleed
Like the world has hurt me
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