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Change of tides
By the skies of humanity
The endless waves of shame
The concept of artificial sanity
Am I playing only a game?
Straying while staying in the stage with so much stakes on my tray while I train on standing straight.
Breathing in my dreams while dreaming about breathing.
Shuddering at the promising sun cooling my thoughts, warming my body on the idea of a cold winter.
The ashes of my sins sweeping swiftly like world's first snow. I close my eyes, for darkness is the only world I would know.
Opened at last, my tired eyes witnessed the elegant cherry blossom before me.
Strong and proud the flowerpetals fall. Along with my sins, heaps of ashes into a mountain of grey and pink.
By the mother of my generation.
I shall stand by your side.
The epidemic of our nation,
Will hit us all worldwide.
There is no war fiercer, than a war within ourselves.
First poem in months, I kinda missed it, throwing those words out and just getting things out of my system... Sorry for following ''last poem ever'' with a new poem, I **** at quitting ;)
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