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May 2010
What you live in is a twisted universe, an empty madness a spark of youth disappearing from inner being

Your age catching up, your mind closing off to any ideals

No substance within your mind, so reality check is pointless for you

The mirror which you look upon is cracked and filled with shrapnel

Busted stare never seeing what is in front of you, never knowing what is behind you

Here’s hoping you catch it before it is too late to even wake up to

Girl you’re heading down a path of darkness with no light to shed upon pathways of retribution

You ought to turn around and run the other way, for it is a lonely ending

Street car full of sadness, jagged edged knife slicing vertically upon veins

Until you wake up from this nightmare inside you, you will never know what the world possesses for you

Come to your senses, bring your wits to pasture and open up your eyes

Here you stand atop of 10 story high rise with no balance to catch yourself before you plummet to your shadowy death

Loneliness is leading you to your worst story ever; your self-worth leaves no banknotes at open safe deposit boxes

Go along; go far from this world which you have painted in grey scaled matter

Turn your life light on before it is too late, before you have nothing left to call your own
©Aiden L K Riverstone
Aiden L K Riverstone
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