Low In the dark of the night, You've lost the fight, And the beasts gnaw at your soul, You've missed the goal, And you're torn up inside, You're time you must bide, And you the whelp, You call for help, And you're not even sure what for, You're battered and and sore, And you can't let go, Though you're feeling low.
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