in the cool wisps of the midnight: while sleeping mother's lie, and children dream of fleeting clouds and passing summer skies~~~while the world lays still and colm beneath the weathered gaze of time, and the haze of early morning pierces deep into the mindof every heartless soul that walked the earth in this...the time of my remembrance.
in the soft light of the evening when all is come to rest, when the sun has danced and flittereed over every empty nest, and dim shadows creeeping swiftly as the sun lays down to sleep, bring with them callous memories of the curses that we reap. And as the moon emerges and the earth is bathed in light, an eerie glow of emptiness fills the air with new delight.
In the harsh light of the daytime, beneath the piercing rays~~~of putrid hearts and dying dreams~ and a day within the mind of minds, a mind so lost and pained as mine, trailing in the sails of time and the ending of this reign of peace, captured, drowning in the depths of this my sullen mind.
Oh my desprate, sullen mind! so given to the strains of time, a mind so torn and tattered that the wounds they will not bind, and my demons ever cutting at this~~my sullen mind
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