He no longer wishes to live for tomorrow, or any promise it may bring,
He no longer waits for love, or the abolition of his sins,
Broken so many times.........now beyond his repair,
He's seen so much death.......what a massive burden to bear,
his life lacks love, no longer having one to be cherished,
How fast the heart becomes cloudy, inaccessible, unpolished,
what was once warm now erodes as stone,
It was love that kept him alive, now it's all but gone,
Separated from hope, now he stares down the barrel of death,
A life of such demising twists and turns,
and just as many regrets.........
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