Anti
Pathy
When bad
mood rises, its daggers and needle
Maybe
it’s because Suzie baby can’t put her hair in a curl
Perhaps
witnessing cruelty metaphysically
When
realization strikes, that Divinity’s essentially a deist entity
Yet then
I see her face in the morn’ light, essence of gorgeousness
And bad
mood subsides, all’s happy sweetness
How
flighty and fickle are emotions, they tickle me Elmo
Pain and
ecstasy within a second, describing humanness
We’re so
rubbery yet still get caught in silly shrubbery
The
forgetfulness that’s always linked to regret
Once
emotion has shattered the glass, we remember it
But it’s
too late as it’s been heard when said
So this
is the abstract, always a lesson needed to be learnt
With
consciousness the ability that combines all points into one
Irritating
faces, that it’d be better if they all looked like no-one
But
that’s humanity and we’ve no choice, like this rambling random soliloquy
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