Echelons Of Despodency

Look up; look alone

And when you can see those thousand stars

Striving for stature, you smile at their destines.

I look often at those red pisces

Running hastily for a passive corner in the jar;

Smothering their beauty and squelching the rebels inside;

I look often.

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I Could not love them

For she never loved me and

Now when i look at nothing,

I stare at the empty place and

Cry for the same destiny.