Nothing But Dust

No words
no tears
no dreams
no fears

no cries
no laughter
will be

no hope
no love
no pain
no sorrow

no money
no creation
no idea
will last

In the end there is nothing but dust
and there nothing to gain
there is nothing that will last
and nothing that will remain
there is nothing to pass on
to the world you leave behind
all your dreams and your hopes
will be burried in your mind

No passion
no fortune
no spirit
no believe

no frightness
no glory
no substance
no faith

your expirience
your cognition
your ideals
will decay

so you look
into your chasm
your despair
drop out

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