Rains are made of acid now

laughter is absolutely fake 

love is highly materialized

and life is pretty much at stake


Emotions are frozen 

rivers are made of blood

tears don’t fall much anymore

what’s with this dreadful flood?


More than choices to live

A 1000 ways to die are discovered each day

Also , there’s nothing much left to give

because all the feelings were left to decay


Music is no more soothing

solitude has no meaning now

poetry is long gone and extinct

and no one cares about this now


The only thing left to do 

is to survive each day without having a clue

praying for the day of judgement to come soon

because this existence was never much of a boon 






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