"I have noting worth fighting for..."

"Too tired to fight,
Nightmares keep fighting
Falling flying life leads
Nighmares asleep
In constant insecurities
I ask for the maturity
To wake up.
Face it from its giant slumber
Stumble fall and crubble
Stand it again
Damn it men
Stand again.

Legs break, bend shatter
Splatter against the whore walls
of long halls
Cripple creatures
Mirrors unlike human features
Figures shadows
Flee it
Keep it
Stay it
Fight it
Be it
Hold it
Keep it
 As it
You can see it
You can End it.

"So I fight to find what its worth..."


The End

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