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Earthquakes happens everyday
and each time one of us will experience them
no matter if you live between mountains or far away from coal mining areas all earthquakes have their timing.
The ground may not shake things may not break and no disaster to earth had to happen for a earthquake to appear.
When real love is gone and the heart confirms it a earthquake earned its way into a place where peace, happiness and joy once stayed.
A earthquake destroys everything that was a time in your world and bring a numbness that can overdose you three time more than fentanyl would.
Everything may look the same materially and physically.
Everyone may heard the news about what happened but a earthquake workings will not effect everyone.
Only the hearts who confirms when a real love is gone.
Have you been there before in a earthquake or are you someone unworried,
unmindful and filled with the importance of protecting a perception of an image,
a pride, a ego,
and a self esteem that is half alive,
spiritually high blind in the third eye,
deaf from not listening to the flip side of life.
You are not ready to take on a earthquake chain full of differences,
that will cause its forces and whatever it will do to rearrange you,
destroy you and mentally paralyzed you.
Not everyone will rebuild from what a earthquake will cause for them,
but if patience can out wait money inside a war and win,
than understand time is your only true friend.
About this poem
Personal problems and etc.
Written on December 09, 2021
Submitted by Surpreme on December 09, 2021
Modified by Surpreme on December 09, 2021
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