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Rosy petals spread around,
For the world it lies in scent,
But as the man , who plucked it,
Prickles hath slayed his hands

Quietly quietly..
i smoulder and burn,
The void inside, feeding on me..

Shackles of society,
Straining me numb.
Debts of duty,
a burden to bear.
Weighing me
dragging me
Down
...down
......down

Quietly quietly..
I seethe and rage,
The void inside, gaining on me.
Ever empty eyes,
Devoid of joy
stare through,
Their fake smiles, subtle ploys.

Quietly quietly..
I weep inside,
sobbing in silence
Muffling my screams
Regrets of choices
Of drowning my dreams

quietly quietly..
I smoulder and burn,
The void inside, feeding on me.


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