Sunday, 18 October 2015

Wicked games

what wicked games we play
do we ever mean the words we say?
Is there any truth in who we claim to be?
Have we lost touch with true reality?

We meet, we greet, we walk away
nothing left to feel, to want, to say
humans so detached 
our dreams so farfetched

we take what we want and leave nothing
we cut strings without a shred of feeling
the world is growing further apart
are we evolving past having a heart?

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