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Fool's Gold
Sifting through the foul garbage of my mind,
i caught a glimpse of shimmering light,
i dug deeper and found more still,
i scavenged and I raked
a desperate mood suddenly hung over me
I start clawing like madness
the more I scraped the deeper it got buried
the deeper I searched,
the more I was emerged in rank
swallowed up once again by that glimmer of hope
that was once aptly named You.
I'm still digging myself out...
When will I learn?
When Gone
The mind ressurects
and hopes and digs
for afire that
has already faded
in search of new
kindling.
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slc