Your Just Not Quick Enough
The truth is one lives with hope.
While the other sees the eventual defeat.
There is no set reality where the truth may be avoided.
You can ignore it and be happy.
You can accept it and be happy.
A paradigm of illusions.
A ghost that is never the same.
A question of who is to blame.
As if anyone can actually distribute fault fairly.
A reflection that's ready to smack you squarely where you can not yet see.
The blind spot is hidden beneath.
Covered in bountiful treasures.
It is a distractions impact and they will be never enough time to react.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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