Laughter Echoes in the Shrine

A mind piece that is misused by unfaithful prayers..
A player at the verge of nothingness, a duplicate..
Funny how crossroads don't intervene anymore!

It's not a testimony, it's how one forfeits their penalty..
Territories do hurt after simple collision, yet they don't exist..
It's just simple echoes of personal egos,
Alternating currency planted by mishaps..
Nothing fancy, fully personal, extremely amateur,
Simple tickles applied on a newborn cause less chaos,
A grimace borne hate, mindless regressions..

Step back from your word, switch meanings
A mash of soulless extremes..
Smirk..
Cowardice, futile squirms of last breaths..
A mask falls off on the soil, is the seed of all hate..
We live by, due all respect to the past,
Forgetting a dull future with an excess..

It just wraps around a laugh,
An uncaring, cynical laugh..