All That’s Left

This world is crumbling.
You can see it fading at the edges.
This life is slipping.
It’s trailing behind the pieces.

Since when did it start?

It started with a word.
It started with a sword.
It started with a gun.
It started with a word.

Where then will I exist
In this world that slowly falls apart?
This cycle grinds to a stop.
It’ll never start again.

What’s left then to live for?

All that’s left is dust.
All that’s left is silence.
All that’s left is stillness.
All that’s left is dust.

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