Piercing blue conning weak barriers
Inebriety consumes and restraint wilts
Mock courage governs, seizing control
Power is poached in sought out opportunity
Savage and merciless
Carelessly juggling fragments of a soul that could have been
Left to scramble for crumbs
A hollow frame, dazed
Only scraps of splintered spirit remain
Piercing blue beaming vanity
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Author:
conscioussense (
Offline) - Published: July 28th, 2023 17:52
- Category: Sad
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