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Resentment
Oh, look how far I've fallen
Like Icarus with his waxed wings
Melted by the burning desire; fell hard not soften
What does my actions do? nothing, it brings
Oh, who do I point my fingers to?
It does nothing but makes it more grim
Surrounded by shadow of guilt, no hope nor light's dim
Thoughts are loud, i just might cut a limb
Everyday I try, everyday I submit
I speak good deeds yet ...
Tuesday 12th December 2023 4:38 pm
resurgence
i sat under an arabian jasmin tree
with a leaf on my mouth and a fire on my fingertips
it has been a long time since i've done something i once loved
i became somewhat aggressive, yet i dont hold no grudge
fallen too deep into becoming what i needed to be
takes time, takes hardwork, and takes responsibility
my question; will the sister of fate spins my thread?
"they are not real, you are ...
Wednesday 6th December 2023 3:43 pm
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