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I am inconsequential
I accept this as truth
For a lifetime of proof
Points solely in that direction.
One gnat in a swarm
One rat in a race
At least that's what I wish
When I have a face
For mostly I'm faceless, you see?
Unremarkable, Unmemorable
Easily replaced or forgotten
One feint and I'm so besotted
I fall for it every time
And then I'm left to die
The swarm one direction
Another, am I.
I know I don't matter
And I place no blame
All rejection's the same
After a while.
At least, that's what I say
In whispers at night
When the pain wraps tightly
About me.