calming blue solace,
farther from the flames of dark perdition
mystified shadows of regression
unscathed from the pits of fear,
never ending lines of asphodels
constant renditions of wandering souls
sheer silence,
a place of introspection,
plain and placid
it is not a place for sinners
nor a place for children
yet where we all go
when we drift
Apr 8, 2021
Apr 8, 2021 at 10:14 AM UTC
calming blue solace,
farther from the flames of dark perdition
mystified shadows of regression
unscathed from the pits of fear,
never ending lines of asphodels
constant renditions of wandering souls
sheer silence,
a place of introspection,
plain and placid
it is not a place for sinners
nor a place for children
yet where we all go
when we drift
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