Forgotten Soul
You forget me,fuck me over,
bend me backwards,
and break my back.
Leave me be,
silent and broken,
and empty of thoughts.
Full of hate and the vast
feeling of torment.
I am a soul, so old,
that vengence is lost in pity,
Time is wrinkled in hell
and I am long forgotten.
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