Lost battle, nr. 3986

It’s difficult to fight while knowing there is no perfect end

Whether you win, whether you lose

You’ll never be a winner, nor a loser




Ever had the feeling of being treated unjust, without there being any rules that have your back. Without anyone there to defend you.




You become totally numb for what’s done to you, and you’ll follow whatever they say you’re supposed to follow..




Don’t ask me. I think it’s my soul, always effacing itself for outer peace. A hidden storm inside.




Isn’t that utopia, right?




Lost battle, nr. 3986

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