If the yellow fades,
the dark replaces.
a hollow,
a blow,
a gasp,
a clasp,
of madness
strikes the clock.
then the tick
t-o-c-k-s!
The yellow,
my angel.
cosmic wings,
where are you now?
The hollow,
my death.
twisted fate,
won't you leave me be?
If the dark consumes
the yellow vanishes.
a fright,
a flight,
a breath,
a death,
of luminescence.
the absence,
an evanescence.
May 29, 2018
May 29, 2018 at 1:52 AM UTC
If the yellow fades,
the dark replaces.
a hollow,
a blow,
a gasp,
a clasp,
of madness
strikes the clock.
then the tick
t-o-c-k-s!
The yellow,
my angel.
cosmic wings,
where are you now?
The hollow,
my death.
twisted fate,
won't you leave me be?
If the dark consumes
the yellow vanishes.
a fright,
a flight,
a breath,
a death,
of luminescence.
the absence,
an evanescence.
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