Treasure Island

Dexsta Ray


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See the world through flame colored glasses
Tear drops fall slower than molasses
Heed the autumn leaves
Falling off the trees at different speeds
Bald branches left standing in a desolate state
Similar to positions people take
Pandemonium awaits
Was it love or hate?
Who drew the line?
Within my eyes are the heartless cries
Cheerlessness lie
Not of my own
But the malformed faces
Gratuitous loans
Are the now owed payments
Charity had vanquished
Everybody's stuck on helping themselves
Abandoned all the empathy like it was left on the steps
A light white sea breeze paints a picture
No costs to be free
Its the mentality that gets ya  

Submitted: Saturday, September 22, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, July 08, 2014

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