Broken and scared beyond repair.
You cannot see what is not there.
Blinded by faith that isn't real,
I refused to surrender my last appealed.
Last hope to save myself, crushed.
I begin to feel a rush.
All this weight,
Just so crushing!
Thought I was strong,
But guess I was wrong.
So easily torn,
Left just to mourn.
Alone yet again,
Does this tragic game have no end?!
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