So many pages,
Of history behind me.
All my dreams,
Lie shattered inside me.
Inside these scars,
Dark tears roll out to.
Memories of past,
Nightmares that haunt me.
Things I hate,
Tend to revolve around.
My far cry,
Empties out into the night.
Every thing inside,
Only scream out tyranny.
All I've got,
Is what you didn't take
What I've built,
Have been laid to waste.
Empty dark words,
Escape out from me.
Now I'm lost,
Without walls to live in.
No pumping heart,
To spread out my sorrow.
All I'm left
Is an expanse of emptiness
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