Grasses green, flowers red; they were
The paradise; my own world here
Just passed by, the tick of a second
Drowning was I; killing myself
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For hurting me; worse was I for
There I laid; living dead
Wide open-eyed on sea bed
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Stop - does not the life
Nor the world; flow of time
The mist - washed away-on the
Life's Mirror
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Doesn't hide for long and longer
The truth - before longest -
Crystal clear
Way; make it's to the dead end
Life to lifeless does it make
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No other truer friend
Does stay to realise what's true
Bitter - it is - it is truth
The truth.
YOU ARE READING
DECIPHER ME.
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