Blink shame away
Struggle with envy
Every reminder of what I've ever wanted slipped through my fingers
Stare blankly at dark clouds
Reminiscing revolving shrouds
Every jab of the warm striking light
Deepens the resignation
Slowly fading into an impassible feeling
Or rather impossible because life is unlikely lucky
Tell the holders of power and might
They can only be superior in this world
Whatever they hold cannot destroy our devotion, our determination
Tell the ones who pity
That they too luckily won't live for eternity
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Pensée Of Anemones
PuisiA collection of Poetry I hide from my outside world and tell you unjudging strangers
