Flakes of life.
Unremitting steps
I chose it all, forever
Wasted away always-
I felt that could be
What it had to be
Unchanged.
Forcing myself to make it up
Endeavoring again and again
And again
Wasted away always-
Always
Chasing it, for miles so long
I found,
It’s all over.
Couldn’t make it out,
It’s over.
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