Society's echoes

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Candle light my only light; my life portrayed like midnight.

Its cold; aimlessly getting old.

We still dying; last moments on the surface spent crying.

For what?

If there is a better after; why be stuck in the before with misery and no laughter.

Rainy eyes; many lies.

Views of those who despise; handling situations with strange ties.

Loves broken; tissues soken.

For what?

Burned marks from no fire; tieing knots to get higher.

In a sence of no toxicity but livity; broken brows trumpets on lips singing sad songs for me.

Memories; which I am to lose.

Explain the use; I'm in bewilderment.

Measuring the top of my apex with the stool; a tool for a duel.

Cards laid down.

All in.

Standing..chest out..chin up..predominant stance.

Prolonged glance.

A view of the last dance.

Collar up.

Neatly tieing.

My tie.

4 inches circumference

Bristles in the abundance.

Time to earn.

Payments sworn to silenced

Speechless

In silence I play.

For a turn.

My last turn.