Cannibals
Doubt that hungers souls
Captures the innocent thoughts of love
What reason do I have to flee when it is trust
That deceives me……
Sadness remains then in an empty heart
As I admired an angel
That thing jealousy lives fat,
Devouring romantic souls and collecting shrunken Hearts
Youth is what catches its eye, Envy of the treasure it holds
There is a satisfaction in being old, wiser, having a past-yet
Living the unknown future as a Youngblood is life’s
First taste of wine…and a feel no pain tomorrow Ideology
………I loved so yesterday….Thankful more today……….
That I lived.
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