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The Spice of Life

Life is fleeting
People cheating
Desperate needing
Cause senseless beatings
Brought on by unrepentant beings.

Lack of meaning
Is lack of feeling.

We know not,
nor do we care.
We love not,
nor do we share.

Blind beliefs
offer no relief
To weary souls
in need the most.
Instead only prospects of false hope.

Unacceptance.
is utterly relentless
Lack of faith
breeds lack of grace.

Recycled dreams
shan’t bring the means…
To fill a void
An endless abyss.
Till the only hope left
is a far fetched wish.

Love and hate are both the same.
Life and death bleed into one.
When life is treated as a game.

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Just a simple poem I composed. I’m sure it’s not properly formatted, but it is what it is and expressed what I wanted it to…so, that’s about all that I can say of it.

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