I was given a choice,
In fact, many times,
Now with no voice,
just a few rhymes.
I tried to be different.
Wished to be better.
Failed to really matter.
I just ended absent.
Past was left behind,
present a chaotic mess,
bleak the future mind,
no power, or access.
Soon my heart may stop.
But blood will still flow.
You can see the void grow.
In time, no more co-op.
Farewell, good bye.
Thank you, so long.
For what was not a lie.
Never made me strong.
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