Draped in the safety of their dreams
In peace with their inner demons
Surged in the idea of fame
Closed gates and ruined moments
Lies they tend to feed
Ordeals to carter their greed
Souls forever lost to the dark night
Upfront I see no light
Realness was all that was needed, that was asked
Exploits is what they chose and for the green stuff, they're mad.
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Disclosure
Poetry"Caressed in a blissful ignorance, In a beautiful feeling I failed to fantom Ruled by flashes of sentiments Submerged in the unknown I've yet to roam." Poems/poetic drafts.
