Gangrene eyes of pesticides
Wash them clean of our mind
The ticking of the lifeless clock
The future we all thought we bought

Increments of lively times
You wept before open eyes

Fingers ripped by glass aflight
You bathed long in acidic night
Mind left feeble cuz life's a toy
Once many stabbed heart bereft of joy

Time sucked dry all of your life
Renting sight of your own strife

I still rage at that dying night
All I lost to her broken sight
She tore apart the life inside
And lived her own, no loss of stride
Left me for him

The ancient and the maiden speak
Her shallow words soon burrow deep
Wisdom lies within his mind
One who looks will always find

As much as it may seem the end
Life will find something to send

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