Apparition
There are souls that walk
Down familiar streets
Observing familiar sights
And denying the warmth of
The living masses
Whose blindness
And ignorance disgust the memories
Of those who dwell in the
Beyond and constantly observe
Their faulty passions that lack
Desire and wholeness
And are perplexed by these
Developments knowing that many
Will be joining them soon.
Copyright © Justin Presson | Year Posted 2009
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