Selfish desires,
you care not about where
you set the wires
for who ever falls,
it is not of your concern
for you it is like the autumn
wind, it shall come to pass
just as long your desires
be worshiped, adored
you close the door
for in their you believe it is
of your own concern
no matter how you make
the winds
turn, to ignorant to learn,
careless of who will burn…

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BioBeula Kapp born as a artistic soul developed the love of poetry, art and music In her early teens.Her poetry is filled with passion, life, struggles, questions that relates to the everyday person. She enjoys not only writing poetry, short stories, flash fiction but reading it as well, thus she enjoys being part of online writing communities where she is able to contribute, read and communicate with other artists.
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