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Dec 2012
It seems that now the only feeling left
In this society
is Self-Pity.
The slow-motion black and white
of Life
has crumbled to a point where
People
cannot find the strength to support themselves.
They have been beaten down to a point
where they no longer feel
capable
of succeeding.
There are those who cannot find the courage
to stand for their own cause,
and instead leach off of those stronger.
More will power to be drained.
They drag down these supporters to their level,
and **** them dry of any color.
Gray and dim,
colorless flames dance in this society.
So sick of watching,
not able to reach out and stop this process,
before it's too late.
Friends, family, coworkers
All.
No longer able to stand straight due to this
Parasitic way of life.
Users, abusers, tormentors
All.
Growing in strength and numbers,
Hate it.
Abhor it.
Cannot step out from these sidelines,
my hand is smacked away.
The cruel reality has been tossed,
and people wish to continue their dream,
their false notions of how this life is.
Please,
take my hand,
help me relight the flame.
I wish to see the colors once more.
Do not
Give up.
EOni
Written by
EOni
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