Breaking Of

A warped perception created by the insecurities of society. Not motivated by nature or intuition, but of layering. Years of negativity, discouragement and unawareness adding grit to the already hazy lens. Deep into suffering, but the end; in no sight. Let the end be dimness, and the light be the start. The viciousness of a cycle; the circle uniting nature and man. I, who speaks, but a gesture from divine.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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