Heartbroken, vanquished,
Torn to pieces, unmet,
Thrashed, severely scattered,
Mentally broken, cold sweat
What's the point of such a race,
when we can't keep up with the pace?
Where's the glory that was promised,
for the brave, just, bold and missed?
Unanswered inquiries,
Born doubtful, but feign
Hunting answers in our diaries,
Failing always, no gain
Stop messing with my dealings,
you feel close yet out of reach.
Please, come, tell me what you're thinkin',
Mend me and help me close this breach.
I am pursuing two words
I'd really like to hear you say.
To me in a corner, in an alley,
And then share the grand finale.
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