Am old and unholded
All the poignant memories piercing my brains
Lost opportunities eating me alive
Am old and unloved
No longer can I help
Have been left alone
Lonely and no one to talk to
Depressed than impressed
With those I fought for
Am old and unloved
The songs I used to sing
Now in my head they sound
With chaos a feeling I have
My death shall redeem them
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