marți, 20 august 2019

232.

So long has passed,
So little is left,
What happened is called theft.
Part of you is gone
You can feel it like no one,
You knew yourself best
And now you know yourself just like the rest.
It's funny and it's also sad,
How something so stupid can impact you this bad,
Your anatomy is changed,
So are your brain and soul,
You're only left with hope
That one day you'll again take back control.

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