The Elite


So alike,they beat the same heart beat
at the,
Sound of the drums,so it wouldn't
matter if,
One fell behind.
They were told to be invincible or hide in
The gloomy background.
Life is a summit when you drive fast
cars,
Don't know where life is heading,three
in the morning.
Some did not hate the idea but were not
Excited about it's presence
With the stars exploding and Aurora
dancing
In her true colours defining immortality
who
Was the Montague,where else the saying
'Out of Mind,Out of Sight' played
capulet.
I know this idea.But it doesn't know me
yet.
The news was received a while back, but
Still isn't separated into its' pile
Nothing lasts forever,now does it?

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