untitled for the moment

Life is just a moment, when we think we’re living in years when we’re actually living for seconds. Some live for the thrill and shortness of each minute while those wait for the obvious fate.


These roses have thorns

Like an angry bull with horns

I stand in a shade of red

Obviously hoping for death

Wait for it to strike my heart

The bull’s nostrils flame in frustration

Focused on my red shirt

Charging in for my execution

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