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Human-kind
Melting like butter on the stove.
Like candlewax on fire.
Caving like a bad tower of Jenga.
Human-kind is weak.
The inability to handle pressure.
The paths of broken clarity.
Here enters the meltdown.
Being blown away like the ashes of incense.
Collect those tears in a plastic vile.
The fragile stick-figure dance in a flipbook.
Human-kind is weak.
An egg in the hand of a giant.
Glass under the foot of a beast.
Fall apart at the drop of a hat.
