Iconbryant
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life
I
defy living.
My
mind is drifting
through light prisms,
and sinister skies
that limit my eyes
to night vision.
I see blighted souls
with righteous symptoms,
Fighting for their life
in a bias system.
They’re frightened by death,
victims of flesh;
however,
dying isn’t as bad as not living .
Cherish the time that you have left;
make the best of what god has given
Life.
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