23 january 2019
Metaphysical
Like the artifacts of ruins,
you look back
at the lost innocence.
Too much knowing,
was hurting.
Life does not spare you twice.
You arrive incognito
in the jungle of
fake hugs and kisses.
Innovative. The fear
strikes, bites with
a lethal sting.
Could not reverse
the anhydrous eyes.
Trying to exhaust the vision.
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