Nullified
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Wadded up like paper flowers
Wilting on the floor
Desolving in your good intentions
I simply bloom no more
I cannot suffer your rejections
I don't know what I'm for
I cannot suffer your affections
I am nothing to adore
A question with no answer
An ocean with no shore
A game no one wants to play
In which there is no way to score
Sipping silence in solitude
Soul so tender and sore
Viciously vandilize my vulgar vanity
I am hollow now to my core
My garden of gravel and glass wont grow
Nothing seems to anymore
Broken bottles of bright ideas
Scattered near the door
When Everything turns against me
When I am so easy to ignore
Nothing is left in the absence
And I ... am just... no more
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