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Bleurose
Poems
Feb 2017
a cynics lament
Beauty is draining from the world at an alarming rate...
Nothing means anything anymore.
*** is just a past time and not an expression of anything, trust or otherwise.
Words mean little, often biting and cruel
Society has grown jaded and water is thicker than blood.
Family keep secrets and speak not to each other, but to the masks each has created.
Friends are not true and often hard to find....
Loneliness is an epidemic, and no one cares enough to find the cure.
Within every cynic is a dissatisfied idealist.
#lies
#depression
#life
#loneliness
#cynical
#cynic
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Bleurose
27/Agender
(27/Agender)
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