6 Jun

I sit here speechless trying to understand my voiceless conviction
I’m an idealist in the sense that my peers will never read this
Because talking and reasoning with the ignorant will never be bliss,,
therefore as the world makes his story, history the truth will remain, fiction,,
As the news, media and society make you believe in things that don’t exist s
Such as perfectly functioning and non corrupt governments, aliens and shit
So like a monk who’s taken a vowel of silence, my lips are sealed until I kick the bucket
Or until you prove your intelligence, but maturity takes eternity so until then fuck it
I will remain golden as it should be with silence,
knowing that every word I speak brings violence


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6 Jun

Inspired by desire, but she is a liar That twists all my inquires into fire.
Such as the smallest embers produced by flint, match and lighter I retire
Only to shield the power of love and its cynical reminder.

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6 Jun

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