Circumstances Poem by Marxist illuminatti

Circumstances

Will there ever be a day where iam no longer a slave
Captivated by the humdrum existence of the everyday
In a trance with the presistance the insistance of my bleeding heart
which decides without as much as a why That your the one i should love
Forget the logic Or the events of our two personalities clashing Only one word can summarize us Chaotic
tragic in a way how can something give me blissful pleasure
But can cause bone crushing pain
So many of my question remain unchanged
how can i allow this madness to lead me so far away
i kan hardly remenice myself
Aristotle once belived we all have a predestined soulmate
Then please heavenly father tell me where can i find him
ANd why have you replaced him with this loveless love with no substance.

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