The Less of Life
Life has long seized to hold me spellbound.
I do not follow the rules of existence.
Life is a chore
That I've lost the skills to tackle
Life is a battle and I am no soldier
I am no longer interested in fighting.
I want peace - not war
I am no longer alive, but I live
And yes I also exist, but I follow no rules
I have beliefs so strong-
I believe in the futility of my existence
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