King Of Nothing

Born into ignorance, I play the lead.
Relentless in it's fame, I accept nothing of truth.
I concern myself in it's immoral nature.
Bleeding from within, I smile and fake beauty.
Taking all but always holding emptiness.
Becoming content in it's lifeless balance.
Zero is where I stand. Standing, I am Zero.
One is gone, no One beside me.
I accept the crown of nothing.

by Adam Amason

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holy hell... i REALLY like this poem! ! WOAH..
Wow, this poem is just great, such a great musicality to it! and I love the imagery and the expressions you used! 10! ~~Elya Thorn~~