My mind and soul are in complete tone
There are no skills,
I can hone;
Everyone is dominant
It feels me,
to be a puny ant;
My guts are sipping wine
While the head is waiting,
to be on the guillotine;
My brain feels mashed
When the body is,
already crushed;
People to satisfy ,
Wishes to crucify:
Mourning feels angelic
Only that is what,
feels Nostalgic ;
Everyone is high
While life gives,
Me a creampie!
I cannot blame it as tis lame;
They want their Wishes to happen
Waiting for my,
Guts to open;
Wish i could say
While in utter dismay;
The party is over,
My life is just a
Five leaf black clover!
The bed is set ,
Fire will burn it perfect,
There is no time to waste
Just a white sheet
To cover the face...!!!πΌ
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