Hurts to think of the past, right?
Hurts to look to the future, right?
You're stuck now with no way out, right?
You're not doing so good, right?
The sky is pitch black for you, right?
The sun has died and so has the moon
You feel like you're dead no matter what, right?
You know that your end is coming soon
Don't look at me like that. You know I'm right
You know that you're the farthest you can be from my light
Yet here we are, I'm narrating your own life to you.
You know that everything I'm telling you is true.
So don't blame me, yeah?
You could've avoided this from the start
But it's too late and now you can see me
And I don't have much time left till I depart.
I wasn't the one who turned you into a traitor. You allowed yourself to become the way you are.
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The False Imitation (formerly Anchored Above All) | Poetry Book
ПоэзияA real poem book this time. Contains some from RPB and others that didn't feature in that piece of trash lol. Enjoy.~ A lot of these, if not all, are reflections of my inner self and deeper mind. If you want to understand the real me, check this boo...
