Satire of the attitude hurts,
Piercing deep down the heart,
Unwanted actions propagates,
Lame desires and dirt,
I need to understand,
Rhetoric sense of thoughts,
Anger and frustrations,
Can never heal the slots,
I was searching for solace,
But crib and greed has won,
In this season of vanity,
Even that truth is gone,
My fame is entirely personal,
Like a selfish notion of a mind,
Please save me from this fallacy,
Save
me from becoming a blind.
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