Tidy Up the Unitidy

Masked under the feel of lonesome, and
cover my ears from the lies of the liars,
It is me, but I am not here, because I have been forsaken
I worship them as they fall away from me
Come back, my good deeds, come back to me
But, instead they continuously fall away
They have all fallen away from me in their own self-pity
They stopped looking at me ages ago
And we all continued on individually
But, do not all of us continue on in separate worlds?
Behold, the magnificence that you have to find
The effect of the ones who've left your side
Gone, gone, gone away now, they left you
Now who are you to become, even on-going without them?


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