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Cold is agony’s cage
filled with rage and teeth
Heartless evil beast
Tears and sorrow seems endless
Though we pursue it with a fragile peace
Crying and suffering will end someday
But that’s in a future chapter
On another page
Where else could our eyes beg
to relieve us from this unyielding curse?
Agony and despair sown in our heart from birth.
The sincerity of man integrity has been bent
We are but broken petals
Mutilated and abused upon the concrete turf.

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Robert Anthony James

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Cold Is Agony`s Cage