Seclusion of an English Guy
By Rhincel John Ortgega De
Veas
I
was here
But
never there
Always
been existing
Never
been astounding
Shouting
at the top of my voice
Still
drowned in their noise
Trying
my best to mingle
Always
caught up in tangle
Trying
to reach those stars
My
efforts had been sparse
A
prey immobilized
But
never anyone realized
Doing
good for reason
Scythed
with bloody treason
Now
the good meat was spoiled
For
around the brim vipers coiled
I
am always here
But
will never be there
Unknown
be my existence
Menace
be my presence
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