[DHC]

(nemesystm)

When you get hit by a blast from the past you'll realize you didn't become what you wanted.

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SORRY.
Computer world, you've taken everything I hold dear.
Sister, you destroyed me, my feelings,
and now I can go on no more.
I am but a shadow of myself,
a figment of my imagination.

I weep over sad sorrow,
over why things are,
like they are.
How they could've been,
and should've been.

My heart is heavy,
and weary,
and fights no more.
Like a old man,
I carry my soul.

And in the progress,
soul, you kill what
is left of the things
you hold dear.
Eyes closing for this,

I must admit:
this troubled world,
has left me broken.
I lost the fight,
and now I've lost the battle.

Give up my body shouts,
as I type these last words.
For you will see no more of me.
Give up my heart screams,
so I will, but not without saying:
Mom, I'm sorry.
Firefly