Just like


Just like

To see a light gazing at the stars
With solemn whispers of endless love,
It’s just like nurturing a grieving heart,
Which lays on God’s gruesome despair.

To see time lingering on, caressing hurt
And malice within continuous lies,
It’s just like drowning in a pile of sand,
Humbly rose by Satan’s spawns of Dawn.

To see thy shadow near my emptiness,
And let it break my founding spirit,
It’s just like entering a grave of torment,
Without hope or lasting olive branches.

To see humanity’s malevolence, how shameful,
And to become a passing tourist in a swamp,
It’s just like watching priests turn ancient gods,
In pitiful excuses of history, false advertise.

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