I’m walking down this shiny street
stopping at every shop I see
and shaking every hand I meet
and all of this is touching me
sour, bitter, and rarely sweet
Moments die and poems rise
then most will fall right at my feet
and only lives whose flash is strong
for they don’t wait for your receipt
Their souls visit me in my dreams
they never wait or take a seat
Just want to play and tease my heart
“We are the victims of mistreat,
you seemed pretty through human eyes,
for you have mastered that deceit,
So here we are to savor this
and witness your fall and defeat
Someone out there will treat us right
Someone whose heart does more than beat”
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