Withered
Prolonged and tinted darkness
a spell for the withered and heartless.
So long a time ago I never will repay
after all its just a toy, I was just a boy.
Never again after that day.
Dispicable and hateable,
how could you never see?
Once was and always is
a pitiful sight to be.
Alas the fits you throw,
how could I know
it was never about myself?
A hollowed heart,
a shot in the dark
missing, hear the echo of the shell.
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