Ending (poem)

This one was a fast one, I used a few old ideas I came up with before.

I'll find out if I like this one after a few days.

Ending.

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So we’re waiting
This waiting is beautiful

So look at everything at what it seems to be

Dullness is glistening us

Silver is ruining this moment
Preserve this gold and embrace reality
Because our fortune is corruption
This treasure is unclean

So look at how everything seemed different
Crumbled like paper

So I’m waiting
This existence is infinite

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This poem is like comedy and tragedy or even the ironies of life, kind of thing.

But I always lean towards the darker side of life, it's more humorous to me.

How some of us can laugh at how bad things are.

But it's strange because some people who have nothing are happier than those who have everything.

So go blog yourselves.