I don't understand the cycle we are put through:
Being broken, worked, and used until we have nothing left to go back to.
Unfortunately, it's something we cannot change.
For all we've done and ever will shall always be put in vain.
We are useless, we aren't needed, everything we produce is pointless.
Everything we do, people could care less.
There is no hope left for us, the ones withering to dust.
All our faith is gone and covered in and shall forever rust.
Lost in the sea of lies and shadows
All our broken memories that fill our mind have been completely disposed.
No longer do we even bother to resist this evil taking us away
Cause everything we cared for, will be destroyed by the end of the day anyways.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Three Minute Rhymes
شِعرThis book is filled with short rhymes. Each little rhyme, or poem, is only twelve lines. No more, and no less. Keep in mind, these were created within about three minutes. This is sort of a challenge for myself. It's really just to see what I can co...
