Doesn't matter anymore
What was left was done...
I have no words to tell
I have no fights to battle.
I have no feelings to feel
I have no opinions to express.
I have no bonds to forge.
I have no one to love.
I have no enemy to hate.
I have no heart to hold.
I have no thoughts to think.
All I am is an existing shell.
Everything wiped out clean/
Just going with the flow,
Taking no prisoners....
Just shackles of my doings.
I live with everyday.
The prize i deserve loneliness.
Which i hold dear as my acceptance.
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