Call it mayhem or madness,
Call it insanity, or being just oblivious.

I call it a disaster unraveling in the desert,
All still and sublime until wind gushes and thrusts.

Blinding open eyes left as bait with lost trust.


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Bitter Truth


There are moments when time stands still,
There were times when clocks played tricks.

There are things that you promise to feel,
There were memories that felt surreal.

There are people that obey your quest,
There were those who came and left.

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