To leave, to want to leave
are very different things.
I know one better than the other.
Everyday here is the Doomsday’s eve!

To leave, to actually be gone
makes most sense right now.
Because gone are the days,
happiness brightly shone.

To leave, to leave nothing behind,
is a skill I’ve learned too well.
As I am heartless and selfish,
but I am also a broken doll rendered blind.

 

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