Why don't we ever try to be fair?
We stay here, by ourselves, forgetting that there
are others over there.
Why do we destroy the shattered,
remains of our futures?
We really are such strange and peculiar creatures.
How come, we have no acceptance of values
We need to acquire?
How come whilst trying to change, we tire?
Why can't we strive for what's right?
In order to encase our souls in light.
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Poetry"In my memory you will live on My heart will forever sing your song. Soon we'll be together at peace. Soon we both will be free." Take a look inside and see A peculiar side to our reality. *Updates weekly* Highest #46 in Poetry The amazing cover w...
