poem #54

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He Runs away from reality
Like He refuse to see the clarity

He pulls off his facade so well
It won't be long when somebody will see through him and he won't have to walk no more  on sea shells .

Beating himself over and over again
Thinks he's strong and undefeated
If only he'd take a look
and he'll see, he's not so unremitted

His heart covets  the forbidden fruit
Carrying lethal storms he's a vicious brute .

No comrades he'll be lost in his maze
No one to rely on .. contingent but still remain dazed .

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