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This life we all live
This world we so love
How our lives get tangled
In this spiderweb of love?
All the treasures we adore
All the things we should ignore
We forget that all that glitters
That all that glitters is not gold
This worldly life we have
The allure that it enchants
When we take off our rose tinted glasses
An ephemeral epiphany is all we have
This world so small, yet still so large
A golden globe filled with poisoned darts
Draped in silky strings of hate
Venom is what drips from within
Why do we get attached to a life so fake?
Do we like to get stabbed, then twist the knife in?
Leaving our wounds open, letting our hearts bleed
Why do we run from love, when it is all the medicine that we need?
Our life is so small, our time is so young
Why do we hate, when we can just love?
Spend your time wisely, for it is all that you have
An ephemeral epiphany
That is all that we have
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1.1 || Floraison
Poetry*completed* ○•FLORAISON ○•(French : Bloom) •Words spun into poems Letters dipped in gold Sentences laced with elegance Alphabets with a story of their own ○• I present you FLORAISON, a book whose blank pages bloomed when ink touched the rough pape...
