Condescending sarcasm
The pungent stink of bitter words
Deceit of a decadent place
Hatred and suspicion
Hope sometimes
Its own curse
Reconciliation of the past
And the present
Sometime in the future
Brilliance in madness
The possibilities
I want to trust again
I need to believe
And yet I can’t
Hope sometimes
Its own curse
Condescending
Mocking
The pungent stink
Words said
Eyes intense with hatred
Fated to this life
Listening to the better past
Empty memories
Condescending sarcasm
The pungent stink of better words
Deceit of a decadent place
Hatred and suspicion
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