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Forgotten
Broken into many pieces, don’t know where to go
I fall,
Deeper and deeper into the hole you dug for me,
Where to?
Is this the end?
What has my life become... nothing but mere ugliness?
All I feel,
Is utter nothingness.
Does it please you that I am hurting?
Do my tears feed your soul?
Why do you stare and make jokes?
Don’t you know how much you hurt me?
How much you cut me with your words?
Or maybe it’s me...
Maybe just ... maybe it’s is all my fault,
Maybe I deserve it all,
I deserve the words that you called me,
Maybe I am burden to you all,
Maybe I should not be here,
Maybe I should just go,
Go far away will that make you happy?
You watched me cry,
You watched me bleed,
Yet,
I cannot do this anymore,
You are now playing games with a dead corpse,
You Won.
I hope you are pleased,
Let me just have this one time,
To take a bow
And be gone.
I fall,
Deeper and deeper into the hole you dug for me,
Where to?
Is this the end?
What has my life become... nothing but mere ugliness?
All I feel,
Is utter nothingness.
Does it please you that I am hurting?
Do my tears feed your soul?
Why do you stare and make jokes?
Don’t you know how much you hurt me?
How much you cut me with your words?
Or maybe it’s me...
Maybe just ... maybe it’s is all my fault,
Maybe I deserve it all,
I deserve the words that you called me,
Maybe I am burden to you all,
Maybe I should not be here,
Maybe I should just go,
Go far away will that make you happy?
You watched me cry,
You watched me bleed,
Yet,
I cannot do this anymore,
You are now playing games with a dead corpse,
You Won.
I hope you are pleased,
Let me just have this one time,
To take a bow
And be gone.
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