Remains scattered on the floor
Battered, tattered, broken, sore
Content to sacrifice
Blinded by the illusion for more
Crippled and weak, stumble on
Sacrifice more until gone
In pieces, slowly recover
Another picture redrawn
Pieced together with weak glue
Always need to begin anew
Such a tiresome thing
When no one is with you
Watch the color fade
Body and mind thoroughly flayed
So slowly dying
They watch and laugh instead of aid
The pain twists the mind
No more kindness or love to find
A pointless journey
In loneliness, confined
No longer a sacrifice
No longer an outcast
Why?
Long ago, everything died
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Collection of My Poetry
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