Can you feel the heat?
The heat of my wounds.
I’m now left of nowhere.
I know not where to go,
Know I not where to sleep, or to breathe.
Your tears are fake, and my world is left burnt.
The ship has just landed.
It’s all your breathe..Mine ones make no sense…
That’s what you believe.
But at the end of the day,
I DON’T GIVE A SHIT…!
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