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Monday 4 August 2014

Remember the days?

Remember the days
when life was an exiting anecdote
and not a feared reality;
the days when people were just people
and not demons in life forms;
the days when love was natural and
a beautiful element not a strategic game or
a sold misconception.

Remember the days
when people weren't just in love with love,
but actually in love with each other;
the days when smiles weren't forced or
painted on y artificial paints used to paint
false portraits of the people we are trying to be;
the days when peace was another innate
fragment of our psyche, a state of tranquility,
not a medical or induced plight.

Remember the days
when our minds were seen as a sanctuary,
not a prison of our constructed walls we fall hostage to;
the days when trust was a grandeur pledge between inhabitants
fabricated over time and experience not tweets and DM's;
the days when your worth wasn't measured by other peoples ideals
but your own dreams and aspirations.

What happened to those days?
'Cause Fuck, those were the days.

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