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Nov 2018
I sufficed,
beyond the
intangible Abyss,
for which my memories,
could only cease to exist.
Of no such place to praise,
then what is bliss?
Time receding with
each diminishing tick.
A repetitive note
left clinging is
delayed on its list.
A heavens Angel
sent to thee
afloat,
I laid eye
to a miss,
to be certain
I was,
indefinitely
drawn-
in.
A bittersweet
stillness,
converging
two forces that
reckoned within.
The simplicity of
a beautiful collision.
All unfolding brim.
To begin, now, or
never is no longer
existent. If i'm
fighting to be
with you,
to leave you,
i'm so gently
resistant.
The meeting of
our lips would be
missed succumbed
by the risk of our distance.
Solely cheated on our own
death's kiss. A never-ending
to the limitless. A whisper,
I heard that echoed
through the
shattered halls
in the Abyss.
A mind of
the reaper from
its very own rift
of existence.
The Being
conceived
to recise what
is no longer
reminiscent,
to be precise
a replaying
of unseen clips
that never once did,
til i laid my eyes amidst.
Jakob
Written by
Jakob  FL
(FL)   
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