I’ve been here for the longest
time,
Seen people come and go,
Seen people come and go,
Most times in
groups
Or in-between
glances, vanishing
One by one. The
cyclical
Strangers,
acquaintances
Friends, farewell,
faces fade into another but
they all have that
same stinking
Self-serving,
id-feeding monster within
Their murky souls.
Constant and
unchanging, unsettling me.
Hedons who know
jargons and word play,
Persuasion, luring
you to hypnotic realms
With fervor. With
zeal. With passion.
That’s fib, fake,
fuck it.
When will these
fleas fly? I don’t
Have the blood to
bear them.
They’ve been here
for the longest time,
Coming in that
cyclical
Strangers,
acquaintances
Friends, farewell,
faces fade into another
Lunatic.
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