Hive Mind: No New Leaves

The cordial of hope,

      Is our disdained abysmal nearly depleted essence, Rarely found to be empathetically infectious in the late twilight blooming hours of another karma down generation's regretfully worthless tragic wind beyond decomposing pacifist slain finger excuses, Over libel tongue ruling truth's shared facet addictive pedal of honesty's comfortless nature, Giving intolerant rise to hypocrisy's shared prejudice fate in this sandcastling earth's malignant dream contempt no parallel universe of dead caring world!

In lieu of our participation in,
Never reacting to self played tricks