Sweetness of life is tasteless sour
A bitter sweet lemon squeezed into drops
A serene movement and clueless drainage
Flossing and churning the remains of past glories
Never will they give a chance for new flurries
Beautiful youngs and untapped currents
To flow, to blow, to grow and then glow
No, they won't cause we'll want it to be us alone
We all are selfish alone, yet somehow we think ourselves different when the hot seat is ours to keep.
We all are what we are, and in time we realize we aren't different afterall.....humanity sucks that way, you know??????????
©excellency
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