Nothing.
I argued.
I was unheard.
I argued.
I was unheard.
I cried.
I saw no light of hope.
But I was not afraid.
For, my expectations pushed me into limbo.
I could have foreseen that.
I shouted.
No one listened.
No voice of console.
I hoped if it was a dream.
I hoped if I was a phoenix.
I could have resurrected.
To go back to the world where I came from.
I held no grudges.
No arguments.
Because at the end nothing matters.
I saw no light of hope.
But I was not afraid.
For, my expectations pushed me into limbo.
I could have foreseen that.
I shouted.
No one listened.
No voice of console.
I hoped if it was a dream.
I hoped if I was a phoenix.
I could have resurrected.
To go back to the world where I came from.
I held no grudges.
No arguments.
Because at the end nothing matters.
A.C
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