Morbid Quip
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kira
kira Ig:@kira_the_wordsmith
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A fool's morbid view of life.

Morbid Quip

Hope holds my dear heart in clench,

Whispers of reality make a fence,

Around me,

I can't set free

Days will come and go,

Wishes always decorate the throne,

Of busy life,

Where I sit and cry

Laughter blooms in crystal vase,

With soft blow it breaks,

In million pieces,

I collect them and write thesis

Universe twinkle with stars at night,

Death winks and make a flight,

To catch me,

But I still am intoxicated in my own dreams.

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