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Staring at the ceiling in the dark A new world comes to life Dancing shadows Like familiar silhouettes From memories once so dear Doing dips and pirouettes Entangling then seperate Few seeming so desperate Whilst others only bid adieu For not all is too Far gone, far down All things shall arise Ribbons like smoke Or regrets chains that choke A serpent, slithering in the mind Plotting to seize control A figure of shadow Creeping by the doorway Moving soundlessly across the ground To stop and stare At the one who dare Look back Into the eyes of a darkness. - Jay M August 24th, 2020
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Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 5:43 PM UTC
Shadows Of The Mind
Staring at the ceiling in the dark A new world comes to life Dancing shadows Like familiar silhouettes From memories once so dear Doing dips and pirouettes Entangling then seperate Few seeming so desperate Whilst others only bid adieu For not all is too Far gone, far down All things shall arise Ribbons like smoke Or regrets chains that choke A serpent, slithering in the mind Plotting to seize control A figure of shadow Creeping by the doorway Moving soundlessly across the ground To stop and stare At the one who dare Look back Into the eyes of a darkness. - Jay M August 24th, 2020
Boredom, memories, and a childhood fear.
#shadows#ceiling#doorway#memories#boredom
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20/GF/the void
Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 5:43 PM UTC
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