A silence, going through the soul. Splitting in two.
No blood spoiled, no death..
A desolate desert, a sight of emptiness.
Nowhere to be found..
A low pulse, hanging on a string.
Slowly slipping away..
A love who lost the will.
His anger cries out in agony..
Don’t sympathize those words.
It will disappear..
A lonely shadow.
Wandering away unrecognized..
A free being in a world with zero absolutes..
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