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What I've become

These flames were made from sorrow
this heart beats out pain
this soul's completely hollow
in the ruins of the rain

Nothing mortal lives forever
nothing human sees no sin
Much alike, the now & never
The things we've done, the trouble we're in

Why do we always live in haste?
Why can't we just get rid of hate?
Why do I always go to waste?
I won't listen, I write my own fate.

I need nobody, nobody needs me
I have nothing but myself to fear
I'm invisible, but everything you see
No such thing has ever been so mere

Unimportant, I'm redundant
But once I'm gone you fall apart
My existence is deviant
Forget that I was one to start

I've become an aberration
Hollow, void, empty, dead
barely more than an erred incarnation
There's nothing more to be said

Let me be
Let me go
I will fade
As friend, as foe
Written by BlackRose_Mira (trashcat)
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