I Sure Have

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I have grown colder

Heartless and selfish

Over the years of mindless

Happenings, regrets, loneliness

My heart nearly stop beating; frozen

I sure have grown colder

Withered and disagreeable

Along this dying, forsaken world

Lost in impossible puzzles

My body turning rigid; frozen

I have matured and grew into

a dark entity, consumed

drowned inside artificial hell.

I sure have became a hideous beast.

21st march 2015, saturday

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