Split vision!


At times, I, don't know, who, to trust! It seems, discrimination, is, a must! They smile, in my, face, but laugh, as they, waist, loves call, to replace, the hatred, they make! I'm broken, who, do i trust? Yet, then, i'm faced, by, a sweet, warm embrace! That takes, me away! Life's infinite, by itself, enough! A gift, that's ignored, while, some, of us, snore, brings, tragedy, and more! Take time, to, adore, the best, people, at, the door!
By©Devon Bates2017

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