Yesterday's Today

๐Ÿฆ‡เพ€เฝฒโ„‹๐“ช๐”‚๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ ๐Ÿฆ‡เพ€เฝฒ

freedom was never something

I deserved,

nor was it a right

in my native lands.

 

the fire that once burned through

smoky green eyes,

has been extinguished, 

and the host, gutted.

 

see, I go through all the motions of life

and have seen things you cannot fathom,

and I never though for a moment

I could get this numb.

 

my happiness I kill,

you've done this to yourself,

and we've died already.

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