prick

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things have to come to an end

Do

The feeling of being defeated
Do you understand
The memories of having competed over
Do you understand
The taste of bitterness and unresolvable allusions
Do you understand
The urge of striking advanced piling as tall as you
Do you understand
The anger of wanting you to stop faking yourself
Do you,hum wait,
Can you
understand