July
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Serene the snow’s falling through the air,
Surreal moments over which I’ve pondered and I do declare
That I have wandered and strayed from the path to which I aspired when I started,
Tired and exhausted I remind myself why I parted, ways of redemption –
I can taste them on the tip of my tongue,
But if embrace them I try then impaled am I
By the double edged sword of fate,
And ultimately naught but chords of pain is strung,
A withered soul in a body young,
The lies of time,
But silent the song of scars is sung, a bell toll of hatred, despise is rung,
And when death no longer waits, his patience run dry,
Then the warmth of earth I’ll embrace with ease, a well-earned sleep,
Born again to eternal peace.
Annons
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