Needles in my eyes
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The plight of the encompass, so rancid, so putrid
Living yet with lifeless eyes
When the cut bleeds, the red is just fake
In the hearts that have lost the faith
One that never could have existed
For an existence shall never seem a void
Like engraved stones, sparkling diamonds
Some tears, Crocodillian
Un-still calmness, false commits
In between a new born's heart bleeds
In stark contrast, un cajoled
Could never be, for its lost its role
Of being a joy, she a girl child
Wails, in a pile of garbage
Fruit of a sacred vow, so called in all its faux terms
She should be dead, yet continues to live