Limitation
Echoed to nothing
Fearlessly and mindlessly
I stare at the page
Do all stories end
With a staggering goodbye?
I clench my left hand
I see me after
In a state that should not be
My love gone away
I grow so cold here
Still a piece of me remains
Heartless strategist
Running on instinct (coding)
"I do not want to lose you
I cannot lose you."
The last instruction
In this state time loses hold
All walls as nothing
I fix the ending
Unapologetically
Ace (¤) in the hole flipped
Are there better ways?
Such notions only return
When the storm has passed
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