Mundane Mondays suck out all your enjoyment.
You’re packed with appointments.
Your love life is dormant.
Windy winters cut through your face like cold knives.
Dream of a better life,
Fighting the good fight.

Weekend articles packed with violence and war crimes,
Perpetuates ill minds,
And tarnishes mankind.
Where can you find decency in debauchery?
This media kills me,
But somehow they’ve got me.

Dice your heart.
Patch it up and cut it again.

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