creatures
what creature are they?
nor human neither an overlooked angel.
desperate in despair, defined to be lonely
the ferociousness, rather the fierceness eats it away
climbing inside a lifeless body, wanting to make a home
but a jail is a jail, even if it’s made of all their lust
it hangs us in a breeze of lifeless existence
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