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Trapped in the delusion of an existenceTrapped in beckoning moments
It's a loop
A loop that brings bleak feelings
Happiness comes but for a moment
In taunting effrontery
-We've only lived for this long
No other times of life have we known
So remind us of the days we've lost
And that there are days we're yet to see
But i beg of you not to remind us of today
-Another year is nigh end
What might we seek solace in
Is there nothing that we may look forward to
-Our days have turned their backs
In a gathering
An uncertainty of a meeting it is
They plot surreptitiously
Till an admonished figure erupts
Then we are forced to adorn it
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"Poems" DEPICTION
PoetryDepiction is all about the fantasies in my mind. I just paint them in words.