Flicker
Misfortune is the fruit of a twisted tree
An endless abyss deafens my forlorn plea
Silence feeds on the passing of days
Memories shine through my unending haze
Bittersweet tears drawn from eternal shame
The spoils of igniting a passionate flame
Embers singe the spirit of the night
A dulled gaze cannot break an all-seeing light
Ravenous consumption a moment too soon
Unfulfilled expectations for I am immune
Love born from an abstract heart
Failure distilled from an artificial art
Comfort resides in a fleeting thought
Pleasure’s wealth exists to be bought
Dejection and regret shall not enslave
Nothing commands the depths of my grave
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