I found the trail gritty and tough
What is the pain at the end
Of my time with you
Tragic dispensed hourly
Seconds from now
I will be numb
Wrapped in a warped feeling of comfort.
Minutes pass like months
But only moments to the
Fortitude of anguish and resentment
I will gnaw at time
Leashed to an ideal
Lost in a shadowless truth
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 4:36 PM UTC
I found the trail gritty and tough
What is the pain at the end
Of my time with you
Tragic dispensed hourly
Seconds from now
I will be numb
Wrapped in a warped feeling of comfort.
Minutes pass like months
But only moments to the
Fortitude of anguish and resentment
I will gnaw at time
Leashed to an ideal
Lost in a shadowless truth
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