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Every Time,

I feel myself all alone

Whether its dusk or dawn

I feel myself all alone

Now,

The air had stopped blowing

“You don’t need me” it says

U just need that bloody weeding

Now,

The earth had stopped giving me space

“You don’t need me” it says

U just need that bloody alcoholic mess

But the time I started this all

I thought it would be fun

But as the time had passed

I am left with only scars and burns

I thought it would be cool

But now I m just a fool

I thought I would be free from all social restrictions

But now I m in this mob but I m in a dungeon

I thought it would get me wings

But now I m nothing but a jinx

Now I know it’s an end

End of game

End of pain  

*_*