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The Cycle Of Life Has Many Spokes , Never Get Tyred

Most of the worlds actions
Breathe life
Formulating further interactions in time
They possess many continuing cycles
From the simplest form of misplaced sincerity
To the inflicting pain of ignorant ulterior motives
We forever fight on
The cycle of greed is harsh and devastating
It's hold on societies throughout is strong
Weak minds white washed Diluted
Strong minds never quashed
The real truth they seek
It's not what they came to see
The truth is
The higher you reach the less you seem to care
Not always
But mostly in fair
But it's not fair
A Life set in years not days
Lives set in fear
Of age
A life that feeds
Off rage
The blood red calligraphy that adorns the page
Drip
Drip
Go the blood tipped days
We slip
Deeper into the haze
Of days
No longer amazed
The days they
Drown out the blaze
Within
I used to dream within
Achievements worth living
If I'm ever to reach them
I better start believing
Lets not let the cycle of doubt start deceiving
One little action drags me closer to achieving

Daniel Hing 13.12.12

HingAling24

@HingAling24

When I was dipped in the river Styx, no part of my body was missed, my thesis stressed Thetis did enlist a power unknown by man to exist........ Silly Achilles A follow for a follow ;) #projecthumanity

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Very good!

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