Reminisces
of the lost
Demons
haunting me while I try to rest my sore eyes, memories of lost time taunting my
senses, I see myself engulfed in flames.
Void
surrounds my day, and hollow nights return to haunt my dreams.
Life seems to have halted for a moment from
its tireless run as to exemplify the necessity of my very existence.
Chasing
lost time and moments is like entering the gallows of the endless black holes.
Fetch me
angels of time whereby I can master the spirits of thy confidence.
Only to realize
the true nature of the infallible & incorrigible soul lost in the
vicissitudes of time overcoming the fallacies of a feeble human.
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