Already Ruined | 26 July 2024

I keep waking up

In these already ruined worlds

What’s the point of caring anymore

You know your comforting words are hollow

You can’t even share in this last meal

This isn’t a quitter’s bitter pill to swallow

You know you’re gonna wake up again

You never really wondered what happened to them

Because their blank faces just reappear

When you awaken in another already ruined world

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