As set of structures.
Built on nightmares, fears and weakness.
Game set proudness with only just a tick of truth.
Just a recipe of failure.
With just only a pinch of salt to taste fear.

We reek of unfulfilled failures.
You only matter because you live.
Strength of an ant, getting pulled to corner.
Straight out of my eye.
I am unfilled.

Only I seek a correct manner.
But as it seems, it doesn't matter.
Redemption is only served to those wronged I guess.
We were pillars of generations.
Yet unfilled.

Fields fled like flairs.
Fires meant to fly like features of fate.
Fed to fight figures of speech.
Fame's defined to be lame.
If all fails fate hails.

Unfilled.
Promises will stay unfulfilled.
Like this is not my playing field.
If only you were born to lead.
But deep inside you still have a need.
Unfilled.

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