No Hope for the Lost - Braska

Oh
We watch it fall away
Just to laugh as we break
Crippled by our motivations
Irrational distaste
Yet we all stray away
Falling deep into the portraits that we paint
Falling deeper still
The ink seeps through my veins.
Swaying through this vacant portrait
I can only faintly recall what drove me here
Surrounded by the world around

Written by:
Nathanael Bohnet

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