We are not two of a kind
I am burnt
and you are burning bright
my wings were clipped
in delight
but the site of my plight
is still erudite;
in insight
so an advice
beware of the things
that shine too bright
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A world is built with each brick. All consuming and ever so fleeting, like brimstone.
1 comment:
I know your friend.. & am sure the adivce would be taken seriously...
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