Dead alive.
inside,
Right! what wrong?
Wriggling, it's written
Words fall on the page
Rage
A sage
If we knew the future
Would we bother?
Should we leave?
Do you believe there's somewhere better?
Write what's right
This time
That's write, right?
Plain as pain
Saw you there
My brar
Not far
You were gone already
Dead end friend
Why'd I ask?
Brother
Not lover
Why'd you have to end
Me
A part of nothing
Is still nothing
That's real
Or is it?
Countless lives
Can't feel others agony
Thank your God
Mine's gone
Poor for life
Dead alive
Inside
Penniless and broken
Strapped by this
Can't escape this body
Or the mind that's left behind
How, when, what and why
did I take the time to even try?
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