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by Lostash

My life is a hell I can't abide,
I live with creatures at my side,
They tease and haunt me every day,
My soul is hunted as their prey.

I try to hide whenever I can,
These things are more than a match for man,
My pain is their pleasure-It will never stop,
I will be hunted until I drop.

Why they chose me, I have no idea,
No explanations as I cry a tear,
I guess only they know why I'm bled,
Until the time that I am dead.

No defences, nowhere to hide,
As gradually they seep inside,
My fear attracts them through the night,
Why do they taunt me with such spite.

My will is weak as my spirit fades,
Against these evil renegades,
And now the end is near I worry,
As death approaches in a hurry.

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