Trudging through space in time.
Some memories remembered.
Some memories forgotten.
Something about this place was always rotten.
Watch over me as I wash the years away.
Wittingly vulnerable, as the fairest figment of the
Fragment that made me who I am today.
To wake with renewed resolve is a dream;
A shift in sensations awakened awareness.
I’ve never felt so complete as now, in all fairness.
For better, not worse, I’ve broken my curse.
But I’m the first to admit I’m still growing.
So thank you for endlessly showing me why
You are the reason I’m glowing.
Fear no further. I’m yours, with fervour.
Aug 20, 2021
Aug 20, 2021 at 4:16 AM UTC
Trudging through space in time.
Some memories remembered.
Some memories forgotten.
Something about this place was always rotten.
Watch over me as I wash the years away.
Wittingly vulnerable, as the fairest figment of the
Fragment that made me who I am today.
To wake with renewed resolve is a dream;
A shift in sensations awakened awareness.
I’ve never felt so complete as now, in all fairness.
For better, not worse, I’ve broken my curse.
But I’m the first to admit I’m still growing.
So thank you for endlessly showing me why
You are the reason I’m glowing.
Fear no further. I’m yours, with fervour.
It takes so long
To master peace.
To go from mess
To masterpiece.
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