apathetic limbo

what if I just 

got nothing left

cause that sloping roof’s

aint here no more

and as hard as I try

to keep it up

the rain just falls harder

each day..

and with every second

that I’m left to wait

for the stale moon

to come out,

my clocks strikes


on wasted arms

as the world passes by

in defeat. 

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