I'd been fighting many hours.
I'd been fighting all my life.
There was no one left to take me.
There was no one left alive.
I'd been running many miles.
I'd been running far and wide.
There was no one left to chase me.
There was no one left to try.
No more sorrows,
No more envy,
No more tears,
and no more time.
There was no one left to save me.
I had gone to far this time.
All the trials,
all the challenge,
all the shame,
and all the pride.
There was no one left to save me.
I had left them all behind.
I'd been been fighting for the finish.
Blood and gore and love and prize.
I'd been fighting to find answers.
But there was no one left alive.
I'd been running toward salvation.
Desperation in each stride.
I'd been running to prove something.
But there was no one left to try.
No more sorrows,
No more envy,
No more tears,
and no more time.
There was no one left to save me.
I had gone to far this time.
All the trials,
all the challenge,
all the shame,
and all the pride.
There was no one left to save me.
I had left them all behind.
No more sorrows,
No more envy,
No more tears,
and no more time.
Was it worth it, all the suffering.
Was it worth it all the time.
All the ones who did mean something,
left to lay there,
left to die.
No more sorrows,
No more envy,
No more tears,
and no more time.
There was no one left to save me.
I had gone to far this time.
There was no one left to save me.
I had left them all behind.
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