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Highways
#WritcoPoemPrompt118
Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And take pursuit of pleasure to extremes,
Modernity was always a weak game,
For it pushes the five minutes of fame,
The road we walked was paved with pain,
Running upon the days of disdain,
To get caught in your beautiful gaze
That instantly set my heart ablaze.
© heidilore
Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And take pursuit of pleasure to extremes,
Modernity was always a weak game,
For it pushes the five minutes of fame,
The road we walked was paved with pain,
Running upon the days of disdain,
To get caught in your beautiful gaze
That instantly set my heart ablaze.
© heidilore
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