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T R S
Poems
Dec 2019
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It turns out that gobbling up gaggles of desperate souls is a perfect way to con humankind.
I really don't mind being wrong, and occupying the space of the poor.
That's nothing more than asking me to be who I always was.
What does bug me is offering hope from the top of Olympus, and then patting yourself on the top your back,
when in fact,
You're the weakest.
Finding the slightest pimple on your face in the morning would set
you back so many hundreds of years,
It makes sense how selfish and petty people can be.
Because life is so hard and blinding, it would take a chosen person,
so special, so real.
It would take a real human being for us to realized what a human should be.
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