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this perversion of life
we call developed society
has become enveloped by strife
after the greed and monotony
some days it seems my tears may be seeds
nurturing wholesome, abundant leaves
most of the time they fall without sound
without meaning, on a flooded ground
when the breath is trapped in your throat
when the vices holding your heart only get tighter
the pain behind my eyes, I wish the light would be brighter
the knots in my stomach only become more dense
something softer, something less sharp may be it
to pull me away from the razor thin edge
pills to swallow, maybe a drink to feel hollow
lines and shots, what is it I forgot?
the lesson, the wisdom I came here for
forever elusive, just beyond that door
the insights are fleeting, the glimpses receding
how long am I to fight this battle
I'm tired beyond time
can I please lay down these arms?
all I need is a sign
that one day, one season somtime
after I've left one of many, this existence
there will be peace, harmony
and we all will listen
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