Stuck in a mind state so very bleak,
Left to ponder on your behalf,
Knowing I shall never obtain that which I seek,
I vaguely hear an excessively ironic laugh,
I am but a fly in the web of deception,
I feel as if I am standing on the cold and lonely brink,
Looking, seeking, searching for such an impossibility as redemption,
Is there some lost, forgotten, missing link?
A thirst in the back of my throat which is to this day unquenchable,
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