500 Words or (Preferably) Less
We slice our lives down to 500 words,
--Words which can't begin to describe us,
Hoping for acceptance to write more words,
--Words which will never be fully appreciated.
We freely offer our 500 words,
--Words comprised of blood and tears,
Inviting strangers to judge our worth,
--Worth effectively dubbed as null.
We buy and sell futures with 500 words,
--Words which can't begin to describe us,
Submitting that lives are nothing more than words,
--Words which will never be fully appreciated.
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