how beautifull it is
how fond the lie
how deep the emotion
truly seeking through acts of kidness
blinded by the sunburst of beauty
in the deepest depths i scrape nothing
to find that mild shard of self worth
comes up as a terrible stench of mediocrity
relieve my hate
retreat my love
this time i hope i get it right
this time will be not be like last time
everything has changed
the world constatnly swirling around me
yet i stand idle
yet i stand alone with the thoughts of what could have been....
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