Wherever I arrive, whenever I feel alive.
But I'm still left alone in the end, it makes me comprehend will I be fulfilled in what I defend?
Leaving the fact that I left it all because the dirt will not come off, blood and mud underneath my fingernails and my skin is turning pale.
I'll never know my niche and I've never felt more complete.
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