scitzo R i"pshh" says the Forsaken Martyr, Lost in his faith, but strong to principle; Oh how the universe loves to toy with him.scitzo R i
"pshh" says the Fallen Angel, The bloodied wings lie on the ground. Forsaken too and now, Will never fly amongst the clouds.
"pshh" says the Wonderer Lost if his travels, Wondering if he should end his quest; Alone the path that never quits.
"pshh" says the Romantic. His love lost in life. 'why try?', the ever burning question. Yet he cannot let go.
All of them don’t care;
But none of them can see; &nb
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