What is inside few care,
what is absent nobody knows,
and for those of you who do this is for you,
this is for you to know
sometimes you don’t speak
sometimes you are unable to
there are times when you really want to kill somebody
difference is but one,
you care for it when it begins
and I never cared till it was done.
The process humbly requested many things
and I gave everything I could,
but powerful ones this is what I perceive,
is what I got in return.
Now I don’t care about dreams,
I don’t fear outcomes,
relationships, I hate easy to make and hard to break.
Darkness I thought I love,
was the thing I feared the most
the series of recursive defeats and shadows of unknown,
are partially left, partially gone.
Now I love it,
now I know what it means
it gives me reason for being alone,
as darkness in my life
is partially left, partially gone.
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