Category : Poems

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a soul is molded into concrete and then covered with flesh
fresh, new, and empty

an egg is laid on the soil of this sphere
the journey begins here

you are just powder
eventually you will become ice cream
full of hope and power

life will pour sprinkles of influence upon you
you’ll begin to see thing you never knew
everything will feel new

eventually you’ll become “another one”
having the same experiences as everyone
makes you no one

at the end you’ll realize that time came and went
you won’t even remember if it was well spent
you might begin to feel depressed
you’ll probably feel depressed

is death the end of frustration
or is it the beginning of frustration
a soul is molded into concrete and then covered with flesh
fresh, new, and empty
Here we go again