My aura does not stay…

Sometimes i ask myself, “Does it really matter whether you die or live in vain?”

All the troubles that you went through, will they ever be a gain?

I know, i have been fallacious and can be wretched

Vexation had me, and agony always said,

I now feel futile, and glee was a lost cause

subtle to the death, i catechize and frowned.

All my life, i lived like a buffoon, liable to the alliance.

If widespread power lies in my hand, i will be the cause to obliteration,

which will be shrieked, ‘The End.’





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