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Apathy

Oh what a life I lead....
Constantly turning the same old leaf.
I carved my words into its veins

And now it rots.

It held my message too close to heart
wallowing in self loathing and pity,
It lay there

Detached,

Drowning in its own blood
While I sat and stared to see what happened
Then, while it broke free and drifted off

I wrote 'Life' on my mind with a poisoned pen.
Written by DystopianMelody
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