Lost
Wandering in a lost land
As rogue as I was
Questioning my own presence
For my unrelenting cause
Time let slide my hand
Unfortunate smirk alas
Pushing unmoved terrene
Further to meaningless pause
My resting sorrows demand
A painting of loathing mass
Undressing my burdened sense
Of a course my life pass.
Poisoning my surrounding sand
Taunting my remaining flaws
Soul left dead permanence
Chasing death's applause.
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