Complexity has brought us a beautiful waste,
It contains many fragments and parts,
Of lost love and lost hearts,
Correlating time and reality,
Using a broken clock we cannot see.
We will never say never,
To our aimless endeavors,
The whispers of what love was and is,
Are rewritten by a feeling like this,
Twisting each others words,
To prove that love is all that we have heard.
A poem. 12th Grade
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