But what will be left if all is lost.
Seething disgust at conceited intuition.
Costly upheaval for distasteful success.
Seeking for the will to accept complication.
Desires of little minds kept abreast.
The haunting echoes of failed promises,
Like the failures of a man with no will for success.
Hoping not to loose oneself on the journey for conquest.
Casting a shadow on his future
The price an unpayable cost.
But what will be left if all is lost
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Shredded Thoughts/Poems
Poezja-{Completed}- Some of my thoughts and poems. Flawed in all fairness, but deep, dark and emotionally driven..Feedbacks are welcome and appreciated.... Enjoy.... Thanks
