Brutal


This Life is nothing
Short
Often brutal

Nothing matters but forever
Nothing matters not even now
Or perhaps now is forever
This lucid Imperfection

Oh anything to feel!
Pleasure or pain
It is the same
But this is flesh
We are more than this

This Life is nothing
Short
Often brutal

Nothing matters but the writing
Words recorded
On Time’s magnetic walls
Human’s frantic wails

Oh anything to FEEL!
Joy or sorrow
It is the same
But this is flesh
We are more than this

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