Without Happiness
Happiness brings the living of life
Beginning of many things
Throw away tension of the knife
Eyes full of wonder, delight
Excitement, wondrous sights
But what would it bring to the likes of me?
Nothing
Except the pain of deception,
I will forever be
Without Happiness
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No life within me must
The knife bring what to be
Clouded to see only dark things
Only is what it seems
Happiness is an idea driven by thought
Nothing can prove it, yet, if the will never stops
Happiness will conquer, but when?
No waiting till then,
For happiness may not reach my soul
My pitiful soul
That only holds
What is
So cold, so dark,
What I am without happiness.
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There is still hope
If I believe
I cannot cope
What I do not see
Though this one feeling is something
For everyone but me, to me still nothing
Is there still hope in me?
To what can I be?
Always Without Happiness
Drives me to these thingsā¦
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Yeah, it might be obvious who the confused Titan is, though this could be the dark side of everyone of them. Everyone has a dark side, I am sure, not just Raven. You still may decide who the confused Titan is.
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