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Artificial Guidance
...And then there are those people.
Stuck up...
critics.
Just like the bear trap who caught its victim in one snap.
Grasping.
There is no hope anymore.
But to take one more stand and take one more step.
Let them take their glory and walk away without looking back.
Not one glance, not one chance.
Barely have they give much guidance.
Failing and failing over and over again.
Words of silence is what shall be given.
Let them drown in the flames which they were driven.
The person to guide me?
Don't make me laugh.
Time to face the reality that she failed to see.
Guardians?
What do you guard me from?
The life that I dream to hope and let them laugh at it.
Where is the support that they once promised?
Cut the act.
Either that
or I am due to being blind.
Sorry to leave them behind...
Now it is my turn to critic their crooked lines.
-Snow that flutters down like feathers