hopeless intent
inner turmoil and constant discontent
i once saw a light
just as fast as to be seen
it faded like the dawn
as the darkness creeps into me
so does my shallow false hope
constantly dragging my aspirations on the ground
to find my aspirations arent worth the soil they are dragged on
once i find the light
my fire
i will burn once again
until that day
i will stay the cold,dry ash that i am, and allways will be
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