Twenty-third of December, 2010. Written by moi.
"Opposition with Myself"
'My eyes no longer burn for you.
The storm halts
and calms the war.
How I hated myself
and prayed for atrocities.
A hypocrite in their eyes.
But, I laze.
For my time is done.
You went as you came.
Fleeting, fleeting, fleeting.
You are nothing to me.
Dirt underneath my feet.
To think that you were ever inspiring.
To better myself,
and I rest.
I only fight for myself.'
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