The thing is I don't feel anything,
Wander around like lost king.
Don't know about what to think,
I need some time to get each link.
Feel tired and need some rest.
Nothing left to cast,
My nerves lie on nest,
I don't wanna disappoint you,but they will never come next.
You know,I will achieve greatness,
For that,I even got to madness.
No matter,even if now,I feel sadness.
There will come time,when my best friend is happiness.
Lost king
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