We are only left with oxymorons
to describe ourself, our thoughts;
in pain and comfort, in grief and joy.
Deep are our feelings but shallow are our minds.
To watch us die every day,
is death defined to the lords.
To watch us suffer, will be end to their sufferings.
The world loved us with loyalty,
Now it is determined to hate us, with sincerity.
Perhaps that is why, I put my glasses down.
Reason; without my glasses,
I can’t see the dirt of this world.
Oblivious, I try to fake a smile through it.
Try to fake my heaven in shambles.
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