Same Poem by Arwen Undomiel

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And it all remains the same...
Spinning in a sea of emptiness.
I sit and watch as time goes by,
And it all remains the same.
Why do I still try?
The agony of defeat.
And the pain of rejection.
It’s all the same.
Floating in a cesspool of filth.
Oh, how I hope.
Oh, how I wish for a breath.
A clean start to wash these dirty hands.
And I allow myself to stay the same?
The killing hour, and time that only haunts.
What decision do I make?
To laugh, to cry...
It still is all the same.
Floating in a see of emptiness,
And nothing to gain.

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