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Nothing Is Left
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There's nothing left, of this world, of anything it's all to far gone to get back, so now we sit and die, because there's nothing. R&R
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Tragedy - Words: 155 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 10-18-04 - id: 1741246
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I'm writing a poem
Because I have something to say
That everyone needs to hear today
I'm here to tell you there's nothing left
Of this world
Of us
Of me
I never wanted too
I never thought to
But in the end
Of this pretty little fantasy
We've made
I lost my way
I'm a nobody
Just another nameless face
In a nameless world
So many people
So many nobodies
And I'm sorry
I have to say
I never wanted to leave this way
Whether it be fate
Or destiny
Which ever you choose
In the end
You always loose
I know it may sound bitter
And I'm sorry if I've destroyed
The fake fantasy of realty you live by
I never wanted it
I never asked for it
But here it stands
And here it stays
And that's really all I needed to say
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