Conned by currency
Lured in gently
Hours wasted generously...
I am full time employed
Melded soft metal
Idea's now skeletal
Decaying wilted petals...
A scream with no noise
A stunning star collapses
No more quick firing synapses
The addict relapses...
His dreams are destroyed
Disposable consciousness
A pawn in all of this
The blackness of all of it
Welcome to...The void
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Author:
Syd (
Offline) - Published: February 9th, 2019 06:06
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Very well written, well done
Thank you Seren. I appreciate you reading and leaving feed back.
- Syd
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