Time will pass,
Things will turn to dust,
And ignore everyone if we must,
Don’t look back its to late,
Loneliness is cold and not good,
My Guardian Angel must have quit a long time ago,
A few years or so,
But I do not know.
Whatever I don’t care,
Its not like I haven’t been here or there,
I guess I will be haunted till my time is gone,
Until all my feelings have left me,
And I am alone once again with nothing.
I don’t need the world and the world doesn’t need me,
So please just let me be.
 
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