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SerenWise

Of No Matter

I am not important

To you, it seems,

Merely a filler

For spare time,

A passing fad

Just lonely dreams.

 

When it matters,

No one\'s there -

An echo of my voice

Just the void

Staring back

At the empty air.

 

A priority?

Never heard of it.

The knife twists

A little further,

And crimson spills,

Heart seams split.