An enemy of light; bound by chains
The weapon of fright; Held by reigns
"It's no use for you to ascend, little girl
You live among those in fool's paradise."
Give up your dreams, and feast on mine,
Keep yours and my life tightly entwined.
Neither shall you fly your wonderful plight,
Nor shall you succumb to the pleasures of life.
Hold your breath but rejoice in suffocation,
Together we'll all build a miserable nation.
Swing to extremes to protect your life,
Don't fill your wings but don't die of asphyxiation.
For weak and bleak you will be called
And yet my circus shall not halt
Come walk on flames, but hush it down
Keep up your smile don't you ever frown.
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I'm fashionably late to loving myself
PoetryThe world would be dull if love, poetry, admiration, zeal, passion, and romance wouldn't lace each strand of our heavenly web. I spill my heart on this one love letter to the entire humanity. In a faint voice though, soft enough to hear only when yo...
