Hope Lost
What disappoints me most about the current life is that Truth is a facade, an illusion. I reach for it and it disappears. No one speaks of it. Lest their life be cut short. Corrupted minds and ruined souls control our world. Only man's wickedness fits. Only fools speak of it. Stupid enough to believe that this place allows for truth. I used to believe that this world could be saved But day by day it becomes more depraved. Filled with debauchery. Innocence stolen. Hope lost. Promises bro.ken. I beg: What happened to peace? No words. Just Violence. Many Deaths. Errie Silence.
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