Whilst you peddle the failure of humanity
Stating love transcends, or is eternal
Be in the know, it is a fool's errand
It would not be for it's on my deaf ears
It would fall on a deaf and mute soul
One riled and riddled, soiled and muddled
Extracted and doused into perils of futility
Even a spider would know, when to give up
Yet the heart of man has forever forgotten
It has tried to make, and into reason
Knowing the truth of such obnoxious vile
If you want the answers to such
Then meet me beside the melting stones
The earth regurgitates what it has long melt
To discard again like a broken toy
While you may call this a cycle, and or time
I know of this as an silly engagement
Built to capture the fragile nature of man
I seek not such wanton fragility
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