Oh, memory strike
down my waning pride,
and like the visceral
oceans in the sky,
fall each dawn as dew,
and surge each paling dusk,
pour like torrents
of monsoons \\ hurricanes.
Serve only as a reminder
of the wars I've lost, and
the battles I've just begun.
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 11:10 AM UTC
Oh, memory strike
down my waning pride,
and like the visceral
oceans in the sky,
fall each dawn as dew,
and surge each paling dusk,
pour like torrents
of monsoons \\ hurricanes.
Serve only as a reminder
of the wars I've lost, and
the battles I've just begun.
