They shine, they darken—
a face for every season;
facades and humans.
So changeable
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Fences
Casts them in neat rows
without a toe out of line—
world can’t restrain youth.
Plump and obvious
Pining for nurture,
hangs such succulent despair;
unnourished nature.
Distractions
Cruel world forgets—
hyper-focused on the self,
that others exist.
Vanity stairs
One step at a time,
climbing fortune-studded stairs—
momentary joy.
The Chaos Within 