Reality:Intricate emotion
Like leaves in autumn
Clinging to life
Each knowing in its own brilliant way
They must fall to progress time.
Urges rippling from your core and settling on your words
Like dust on a priceless picture.
Each empty word adding weight to
My seemingly endless armor
Of rose petals and smoke.
I'm starting to edit this, but i feel like this is more and more relevant to my current life...
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