Wrong, Nothing, Gone.

by Saeki Toru   Aug 17, 2006


When everything is wrong,
And nothing is left your own;
When everyone knows you
While you don't know yourself,
And all you can't do
Is trust anyone else,
There will always be
A spark of hope
To aid and help you cope.
But when that very same hope
Is lost,
While nothing is left,
It's exactly as they've said,
You're just better off dead.

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