Beyond the forsaken seas
There is a simple man
Who is lonely just like me
He has no room for Love
Or so the others think
Because he shies away from people
Or that what they believe
They do not see his quest
Through forests thick
Or dragon keeps
But people ask of him so much
They think it small
But to him
It's like a week of time
Taken from his brain
That's why his hair falls out
And why it turns to grey
He looks out upon the ashen lands
To see a future
That no one plans
Or wants
Just death
And unfamiliar faces
That don't even know he's there
Until it's too late
It's too great a cost
And all is already lost
But maybe not for me
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