I'm Lost In My Mind And Thoughts,
I'm Left With Things That I Sought,
I'm Backtracking The Things I Bought,
I'm Thinking Of The Fights I Fought,
I'm Remembering Those That I Taught,
I'm Lost And I Have Become A Ghost,
So Close To Being A Host,
I'm Left With Needles In My Heart,
Left To Bleed Dry For My Soul To Part,
I'm Backtracking My Every Footstep,
Seeing How Far Are My Depths,
I'm Thinking How Can I Possibly Return,
While I've Just Seen Everything Burn,
I'm Remembering How I Use To Be,
When I Was A Child That Was Free,
My Thoughts Are Lost,
And So Am I,
What I Sought Was What I Forgot,
And The Things I Bought Turned To Robots,
The Fight I Fought Was Just Part Of The Plot,
And Those That I Taught Their Minds Did Not Rot,
And Still I Feel Lost I Still Wanna Not,
Be Forgotten And Lost Forever.
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