inner conflict
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that night felt like a memory.
one locked in the deepest corners of a mind
left to years of dust and deep-seated heartache.
it was a ripple, sent to announce some
A fraternity of lame,bland individuals;awash in a sea of ignorance,stupidity and sycophantic conformity.Uninteresting, immature childrenwith no personality to be seen.Or, is it pretentiousness?
To be ownéd by you is my dark wish,
Sweet man who has power to bid me his will,
And protect me from those who’d demolish
My heart and send my world into a hell.
I do not care what the radicals say,
I want to be one with the world
I want to feel what it's like to be strong
I want to be bright like the sun
I want to see that light
