Nothing,
I mean, doing nothing,
Just feel so drained,
Unable to maintain a,
Smile or a laugh,
Cuz a reflection of my past,
Crept up and stained my view...
Is that what its come too,
The occasional " run into..",
Of feelings left for the wolves,
To devour with teeth and,
Stomp with hooves,
I can't take this haunting feeling of,
Wanting to get even with,
Something that's not equal,
So,
I just need to let it go....
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