Dark and murky are my days
With pain and anguish my guiding way.
Dragging through the choking mist
I pry and claw at shackled wrists.
Regret and Guilt chain hand to hand
Forged of Past is each cold band.
And in my bonded walk of shame
I know there is but one to blame.
Life in blood but deat...
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