Undenyed is the reasonable hidden mark
Contented cowards leave their meager touch
Leaving me senseless and blind in the dark
Too bitter the taste- sweetness too much
Senses obscured by all that is said
So few understand the meaning of it
How to feel so alive but wish to be dead
Candles to be prayed upon once lit
Death- the total end of a something
A something as as a nothing to decline a breath
Closed eyes smiling upon indignatious imagining
Craving and dreaming of such bittersweet death
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