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Reminiscence

I wear these stains of time upon my wrinkled brow I wear the marks of hurt in places they cannot know What will I do now that the coals have ceased to glow Where will I lay my head, I have no where left to go This worn and tired shell is breaking from with in The fissures start to show the surface wearing thin If I could find a way then I would save myself But I think now is the time to come falling of the shelf As I think back on my past and all the things I’ve lost It’s the fire in my heart that I really miss the most Now I am stood on the edge of this deep abyss I wish for all the world that I had just one more kiss As the images arrive into my foremost mind I am forced to again to live those actions so unkind Know that hell is not a place of fire, heat and pain Hell is forced to live with these pictures in my brain The shell begins to break and tumble to the ground It’s then I realise as I start to look around I’m meant to be alone without a single friend As everyone I loved went away in the end My mind finds resolve as my marks begin to tell I will let myself go and descend into my hell I know that I will fall as my head begins to spin I could even save myself if I hadn’t given in

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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