Destitute
The sting of scornful jettison
Forsaken
Thrown aside as a human dreck
You pray
You beg
For adulation
Beg
You never learn
Always give, They take
Stealing bliss
They always take
What's left behind
Are bits and pieces
Isolated
Such and eerie feeling
Fabricating worth
So inane
A drop of water in an ocean of hate
That's how these happy memories take place
A drop of water in an ocean of hate
That's how these happy memories take place
Death is a privilege
Pray for peace while practicing war
Starved for emotion til I eat a bullet
There's nothing left here
There's nothing left
There's nothing left
Derelict, vagabond
Good for nothing insect
Born to die
And nothing else
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