Fake - Poem by Aram Stefanian
Was it love or fake temptation?
What in hell made you lose your heart?
Could illusions lead to disintegration?
Got neither bitter end, nor start
Love is a crushing burden to this world
It always fades away without taking shape
So what's your gain to feel free as a bird?
You're smothered by the chewed -up tape
Ready to join the army of the dead?
I bet, it's less painful than being born
Why pray, if you're hanging by a thread?
Even if it hurts, don't you remove a thorn
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