Amidst of crowd
I'm alone but alive
Alive so I can be coward
To fight for what's right but I forgot..there's no righteous in this world but a cruelty instead.
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Forever is Over
PoetryHe's my kryptonite been bugging my mind at night silently writing this poem when suddenly I think about him.
Sans Saints
Amidst of crowd
I'm alone but alive
Alive so I can be coward
To fight for what's right but I forgot..there's no righteous in this world but a cruelty instead.
