POEM 4: M.I.N.D (My.Inner.Nations.Dead)

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Stuck slow dancing in the dark.
Thinking about "worth"
My worth
Which is probably worth nothing.
As told a thousand times
As we reach the hundredth time
Of feelings that were told to 10 men.
But all the 10 heard and felt pity.
They just felt sad for the poor ol' girl.
Without her knowing
She told feelings of gold to 10 foolish men.
Only there for they're own motives, selfish motives.
She thought each one were wise
Cause they spoke as though they were the wisest men in the land.
They acted like the richest too...
And as a princess she automatically had a magnetic connection with money.
But it didn't make her evil...it just brought a glow to her eyes that no man could give her!
But this princess was foolish.
One man would tell her that they loved her as much as all the stars in the unseen multi verses & she would listen to him making her look like a fool in front of her whole nation.
Because of her foolish acts her nation died.
They all left her cause they had enough of her unthoughtful foolish ways.
Now she was all alone.
Foolish & Alone.
And till this day this fool has not learnt her lesson.
But,"The Rain Of Blood Shall Reach When Her Rage Awakens."

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