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Rated: E · Other · Dark · #1974579
It has to be the things unsaid, that matter when you end up being a stray.
He remembers the day, when life was easy

Asleep or awke, no matter the case

Things went bye in a close tide

Its hard to move, its crazy

Life became an unreliable expense

Feelings gone, the organ is tense

Around thw world, the void expands

He wasnt choosen, now it demands

The hurt locker had seen its victims

Hate is trusted, evil released at random

Around me, silence became a disgression

Death never came, it became an expression

Going into the silent place

All ignored, couldnt bare a face

It came at him with a marrow axe

A mere shadow, he did relax

This became certain that its a hoax

God never answered him, fate turned its clocks

Entitites themselves were not forgiven for the sorrows

Life was finally sucked out, within the shadows
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