When all the choices were made
No one should make any betrays
Life creates love without its maid
Believe in spirit whatever it takes
Unheard voices are about to fade
Sounds like nothing change days
No more escapes, wait a decade
Leaving all those remaining space
A fondant on the cake will be laid
Telling it owns the next mistakes
Beauty of soul was born for trade
Thus, it doesn't deserve disgrace
But this dignity built self-degrade
Opinions are tiring not to embrace
Comrade decided with no delayed
All for the sake of its losing grace
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Unsolicited Energy
PoetryThis is what depressed and anxious people really feel that not everyone could actually understand. The difference of being okay to be not okay over a person who never really okay being not okay.
