An Adore Me T Shirt etched below her crying eyes
Ugly anonymous to bring such sadness,
Not to one,
But the many,
Whom agitaion has never known.
A display of ugly
Raggedly burns,
Of fire
And fury,
While whirling wings
drop slightly sown seeds
in a lost Society,
Collectively awaiting days
To safely
Go back
To once what was once churning,
Broken-
A past,
We should've never owned.
We're here,
The questions -
We had back then,
So far to have gone,
For so little to have come,
Humanity lost,
Of guiding light visions
Fractioning partitions
of trivial pursuit round square options
Color coded to fit the space,
Divided allotment circles
of the same worn badges.
Screaming silently for a change
Which passed us by
Together encountering such hollowed
Tunnels
Which narrowly crept in
As we slumbered,
To burn it's presence on nighttime vision,
Scorched by sunlight,
Refusing to grow.
Cooking different meals,
Around square tables,
Blinding the gift,
Which connects us all.
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