So many memories gone by
I dream of anything else
But this
When I thought I was timeless
My life held on to so much
Still though it has a way of feeling
And feeding the hunger inside
I long for the emptiness that follows
A consequence of the broken man
That may never be mended
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- Published: September 23rd, 2019 14:25
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