In the silver of the sight,
I seek gold,

Rusted all my jewel,
Drowning in froth

Shimmery its appear,
Gloomy its mold

Pristine its sorcery,
Trick played untold

For its grace played in haze,
For its gleam burning blaze

For its gray so black,
For its charm, Such a trap

Phantom, I delved all it in silver,
Found no gold, blamed the believer.







#gold #rust



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