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Sweet Sorrow

Oh sweet sorrow for the darkness within. What purpose of this eternal life. A worthless potion indeed 'tis this life. I bury my worry; my confusion in this world. A deep whole of dark despair it is. Oh sweet sorrow will these tears ever dry? Shall I ever be free? Oh how i wish i kne the answers to my questions so haunting. How I wish to be free of the burning flames of being enslaved.