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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Other · #1190574

A hyperbolic description of life

Roses in the Wind

Why do they chase flowers,
When roses fly in the wind?
Why do they speak in gestures,
When songs are as good as sin?

The degradedness is despicable,
Yet they notice it not!
The sight is purely shameful,
Yet they know it not!

They hate and lust whores,
Yet In their ignorance they grinned.
Why do they chase flowers,
When roses fly in the wind?
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