I was blind to see what you didn't want to hear. I've tried desperately, now I'm all by myself. Sickness and weakness that feeds us (we feed them). Empty vacant eyes like windows stand like ghost looking outside. looking at the wasteland. They teach us that dreams may come true but forget to mention that nightmares are dreams too. And I'm done fighting, I'm letting myself drown. Cause it was never the same thing as it was before. And I'm through with this sickness, putting away the gloves and I'm just leaving peacefully, I can't take this anymore.
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