We Are Nothing

Young and in the Way


Die, for the world is next in line
Die, death is a gift
We are nothing to anyone
Our dreams, dead
Our work, forgotten
Just another
Was, another has

There is no bottle strong enough to numb me
Or sun bright enough to wake me
No whore’s dead hands can cleanse me of this sorrow
Die

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