Bittersweet

Bright lights
and shackles;
A king
tied to the throne;

Radio waves
and static,
Midnight DJ’s
groan;

Ecstasy
and tears;
Marital rape
unknown,

We live life
for the masses,
to someday
die alone.

Bittersweet.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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