Paradox

It is nothing but a paradox
There is no chasing that’s true
That which is beautiful
Could mean deadly poison
The moon that slides through
Gives cover for dark secrets
We are wiser once we know
Being through hard lessons
Over and over again, it repeats
Probably that is undeserving
Nothing is worth the suffering
Even if it fulfils dreams plenty
There will never be any day
When the mind and soul are alike
It is nothing but a paradox
This life is done being you!

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