In a place where entropy collects
my memories of youth
are barely left.
In a deep shiver
I shutter to search
my issues of trust
and limited worth.
There in my program
in bold letters it says
“YOU CAN NOT ESCAPE”
the damages left…
But!
The curtain is closed
on the stages of yesteryears
as we rewrite our scrips
take the wheel and stir!
Nov 27, 2021
Nov 27, 2021 at 3:48 PM UTC
In a place where entropy collects
my memories of youth
are barely left.
In a deep shiver
I shutter to search
my issues of trust
and limited worth.
There in my program
in bold letters it says
“YOU CAN NOT ESCAPE”
the damages left…
But!
The curtain is closed
on the stages of yesteryears
as we rewrite our scrips
take the wheel and stir!
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