By Olivia Merrie Roldant All that was for nothing, Efforts thrown away People still are waiting, Like I’m some prey. Acting like I’m special, Searching for a sign, Draining all my value, Like I’m not
By Olivia Merrie Roldant Sometimes I wish, I did more than exist, Not bound by a goal, Not lost in the mist. No destination to seek, No need to define, Just drifting along, In the ebb and the line. No
By Olivia Merrie Roldant I walk through storms, unyielding, unafraid For chaos is my armour and fury is my blade With every clash of thunder, I rise from the ground A warrior forged in turmoil, where
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