The worse of our peers dig deep into our skin,
We pass the lies down, living inside of our kin,
Like true animals, desperately trying to seem preen,
For our flaws we hunt, unheard and unseen,
It's a mirror of asphalt, obsidian and black,
Taking such perils, safety is what we lack,
Breaking that mirror, segments and shards,
We're gambling for chances, pure luck with cards,
The future we create just cannot be undone,
Fools can win such games, but they lose it for fun,
Picking up game consoles, moving ahead,
Next level we earn, our minds have been fed,
Fishing for compliments, like an extraneous beast,
Luring with luxuries is simply the least,
We ravish lies in, like how we use bait,
Trapping each other must merely be fate.
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Poetry~ Words leak through minds, like too much ink does to paper. They spread silently like diseases and blossom like the non-existent amaranthine in spring. ~ (COVER NOT MINE) (All rights reserved) (A collection of rhyming poems. Part 2 out now) (Hig...
