I start afresh in a pool of blood
Rising from the misty land of love
In capital of the fallen world
I stay near the house of rust.
Shaken by the words of trust
I lay beneath the forgotten earth
For whom, I shall be chastised
He lives on a land of Gold,
Of shiny, shimmering smiles of lies.
The fog appears to thicken now
Nauseated with images of past,
My yearning for the solitude
Is gifted from a seasoned heart.
A new journey I set to embark
Miles away from the pain I endure
Where my dreams will no longer be yours,
Where my heart will never be forged,
Where I would no longer be left alone,
Where I would die on my own.
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