Of Joy
You tear pages off from your diary
ashamed, of fucking everything
unable to erase a demon
and where's everybody when you need them?
Alone alone in your cold and your hunger
you still choose to hide from the sun
with those eyes sharp like diamonds
and you still can't brake out from your prison
Keep away, keep away from joy
it's what got you here in the first place
can't you cry, out your misery, into a hole and leave it there
By Kristal

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