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Cease Wish
Not all the things we wish
We can catch nor fish
Plans is susceptible to be awry
Please don't be so weary

Admiration and fondness
Woe to the one who caress
Its enchanting grace yet praise
To the one which their hearts above raise

All of a sudden
I cry a lot on a portrait laden
With sorrow and memories
Of a year past hostilities

These sickened animosity
In unison with tragic mentality
Lingering pain brought by this
A thousand years had to be cease

Bliss all you desire
Until thy reckless self tire
Mine will summon words
For your heart to be pierce with swords

Summer of 2018
Time Unknown
© Toothpick