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It’s immortal,
Serene, yet so painful
An experience beyond compare
And comprehension.
A crave of possession
Fallen by desires
United, some divided
Putting fear into passion
We are the thunder
To bring light during despair
Yet strikes fire to the heart
Burn it down to the core
An empty vessel with dreams
Thoughtful minds
Condemned to be ashes
To nurture us back
Living for the moment
Living to die hard
Standing at the edge, I realized
Life is a beautiful lie.
About Post Author
Edwin Ronald Lambert
A person who enjoys the serenity of the world and a minimalistic *person who enjoys me-time*. Writer@ edwinsjournal.com / Reviewer@ stackarchives.com