A deep thinker and a silent observer taking it all in, wondering why humans fight over things that’ll fade away during the duration of time Bodies will wither back to dust Money will deflate to tethered scraps Status will crack like droughted ground and the blood of the hereditary they tried to keep sacred will…
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Slippery Slope
In a forest dead of life, a woman stands Lost of her sense of direction She stands there waiting for someone to find her and carry her home Thinking she is alone she talks to herself Reminiscing about all her bad deeds Saying things that she would never tell a soul As the tears rolled…
