Futility in motion

Dust and ash, or sorrow and pain
Choose one path and don't explain
It's a catch 22 reguardless of choice
Trying to scream while robbed of a voice

The path never opens the way I want it to
It all comes to me while I run toward you
You run away and I'm suddenly alone
A kingdom of ash and a dust covered throne

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