Chronoaqua
We're all fish in a stream
The water pushes and ages us
and we can't counteract it.
Water knows nothing about looking back.
The dead become part of the ocean
where we'll all be someday.
We will drown into darkness
as death is absolute and perfect
for it never missed a single life.
All streams will one day dry up
and nobody will be remembered.
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2017
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