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WOOOOOOOT. Yeah, I'm back. After being dragged back and forced to write more poetry by girls, I'm finally back. Not that I don't enjoy it or anything... or that anyone even enjoyed this damned thing anyways. So, that means new poetry shall be coming soon, since I sit around all day doing nothing waiting for my father to arrive with the laptop. I sleep too, I mean. Well, no. I oversleep.

Back to the point, more poetry soon. Or just whatever I feel like posting. Bahahaha. Fuck yeah, be excited.


- Triston

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Nothing Left

I walk down this path.
Forever lost in the dark.
Leaving my old self, behind.
Trapped in my own misery.

So cold,
Breathing in smoke.
Never lasting love,
Dragging me down.
It's killing me.

As if I wasn't dead already.

I'm leaving home,
I'll walk until my feet bleed.
There's no way out of this curse.

I got what I wanted.
Sold what I had.
And now I have nothing left.

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