Created by the lost. Destroyed
by the found. All you can see
was never meant to be. This cursed
life was never here. The hurt never
existed. To believe such lies. You
never cared. Cared about me. Now
it is your turn to hurt. To feel
the pain I've always known. You
called me weak, but I never
cried. Now it's your turn. I
watch the drops fall down. Pouring
out from the deep blue. Eyes lost
in terror. Lost in pain. Now that
it is your turn, I can see the sky.
The sun sets on you. On the horizon
it disappears. Gone forever for you.
Now it is my time. To feel the
warmth you've stolen, to have
what you have taken.
Created by the lost. Destroyed
by the found.
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