The Ring And Frodo
A pain runs deep,
within my soul,
it seems as it will never go.
i try to assist it,
and make it disappear,
but it just lingers around,
and does what it wishes.
it has strong times,
but also week,
im not strong enough,
i always loose the battle.
so that is why,
im not always myself,
it’s taken over,
and i’ve lost control.
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