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Futile

Why do I bother
Why do I try
When words mean nothing
And efforts fade and die

Why should I care
Why do I torment
Myself to the point of despair
Yearning for your voice in the air
Pain is my only comfort here

Destined for desolation
Love is lost in a world
Consumed by desecration
Written by darlingxxdesolate (Desolate Noir)
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