Poemhead

Lifetimes

Fleeting and falling

This ocean drips

Racing down skin

And off of fingertips

 

Addicted to dying

Stretched across streams

Mountains to deserts

From death to dreams

 

A single drop

Amounts to genocide

Tangled hearts

Washed away by its tide

 

Trapped in circles

Bound by fear

Once darkness comes

All is seen clear

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