His whisper sounded like an ocean, void:
If you don't live for something,
you will die for nothing.
His breath smelled of expensive lies.
If you don't live for something,
is life valuable?
His breath smelled of expensive lies
bought with years of emptiness.
Life is valuable?
I can't help imagining the future
bought with years of emptiness -
moral whores silenced for peace.
I can't help imagining the future...
You, you will die for nothing.
Moral whores are silenced for this peace,
and I saw it all in his ocean void, his whisper.
This time I'm really gone.
You can find some of my old deviations in TheSilentLord (https://www.deviantart.com/thesilentlord)'s gallery. If I decide to submit anything (very unlikely) - It'll be there as well...
Have a nice life everyone! It's been fun...
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TheChamele0n (https://www.deviantart.com/thechamele0n), last words