Throwing it all at me your many masks of theatre.
Testing my endurance through heated tricky and sabotage, who are you today.
Destroying the innocent bud and beautiful bloom through endless cynical glares.
Let’s sprout the seed of love and grow our strength.
Why endure the path of rebel failure and death decay so alluring my dear flame.
Echoes of toxic words touch my rosy cheeks, these whispers suffocate my soft soul.
Great grandiosity blinds endlessly while karma courts you.
I am one in a million not one of many, my stance grounded to the earth.
Loudly loquacious until my spirit is silent, be quieting for the light to grow.
End the haughty and aggressive disposition for my gentle love to sow.
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