There exist people, that can seem like they couldn't care less about the world around them.
But they cared once.
They tryed their best to be kind a supportive and do anything to help others.
It drained them, but they were happy they were helpfull.
But yet there was still someone who called them selfish and useless.
But they didn't loose hope.
They tryed again... and again... and again, everytime with the same respond.
They tryed so hard and so long it drained them and their inner flame just went out.
Not even ashes were left, just a smoke, flying higher and higher, slowly fading.
And that's what they are.
That's what their souls are.
People now call them selfish and careless even more but they just don't care.
They have nothing left to loose.
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