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Dear World
Dear world, You stirred life Up inside my soul simply To let go. Breath in my lungs you inserted And though I flirted with death You kept me grounded, surrounded By love, laughter, life. But now It seems your fleeing. I’m not seeing how I belong here anymore. The set is different, the scene Is changing. Rearranged Arrangements., postponed plans, Cut ties, loose lies, oh world You look so different now. You are no longer my Playground. You no Longer hold the answer, Look, my mom has cancer, My father you’ve let go. You are no longer what I’ve Known but for sure what I Know is that you don’t want me here Any longer, you’ve made it impossible To stay. My love ones fade away, and my Love? I await the day ill find him. Perhaps all things have become a lost Cause world. I remember being Just a girl and you containing all things Simple. How my little sisters dimple Would warm my soul, but how that Hole has grown cold, her tears have filled It in mourning. I miss how the atmosphere was right Even in the wrong places, and how Out of no way a way could be created, But now there really is no way out but death, No way out but theft, no Way out but debt. Did you disguise your true colors? Were you corrupt all along?
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