Hounds of Madness
The hounds of madness call my name,
While the winds of change blow by.
My life will never be the same,
As the days forever fly.
From the past I'm formed,
By events now through.
Towards the future I roam,
Trying to hold thoughts true.
In the present I am forced to dwell,
To try and struggle by.
For every day I fight through hell,
As I slowly, slowly die.
Yet hope still blooms that life's not wasted,
Till all the love and tears I've tasted.
While the hounds of madness call my name,
And the winds of change blow by.

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