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Sunken Promises
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Prevailing Selfish eyes; projected
Honesty no longer your guide
Perceiving the veracity within you
Filthy laundry you cannot hide
Your lips; they wisp so softly
Distracted ears will never heed
A slithering snake so diluted
With only your vast ego to feed
Over time you were allowed
To take your amenities and wildly run
No longer will the wrecked wave on
All the dirty deeds you’ve done
Crossfire rains around
A frail structure that’s left to sink
No life jacket is thrown to salvage
Everything gone within a blink
beautiful
I really liked this one
"Some people die at 25 but buried at 75" Benjamin Franklin
Thank you. This poem really
Thank you. This poem really means a lot to me.
**if it's an eye for an eye, then we'll all go blind.**