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All is nothing
Nothing is all
The ashes are said
To be a base for new

But when the ashes are taken
There is nothing left at all
How do you create out of nothing?

They are called alchemists
They are called sorceress
They are called wizards
They are called gods

I belong to neither category
What am I
Where do I belong
Even if I was given it on silver platter
I'd refuse to believe it

So yet again I cry

I belong to neither category
What am I
Where do I belong
Even if I was given it on silver platter
I'd refuse to believe it

Unable to create for I destroy everything I do
I find it I sweep it clean for I got scared
I want to change, yet I can't
For I'm afraid too much to lose my sight

Why do I feel what I feel
Why do I exist
Such an insane being
Nothing is ever alright

I shouldn't exist
I never heal
I only leave ruins behind

Capable of everything
Still capable of nothing

Balanced
Yet
Chaos inside

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Sorceress' Pandora's box?