Tuesday, 23 January 2018

Owe it back what you had abandoned!


Drained hope! It is to be what I was once before,
Can't rise a child twice,
Every second exist for The very moment like a drifting ice,
Once sailed, it is condensed to once lived lore.

Stained in me 'past me' like a dust,
Like a broken string, can't replace... Can't mend,
Still echoes it's theme, far off... still alluring, still lust.
Abandoned it - I had, dream, can't heal it's dent of pain, can't quenche it, can't end.

Path might get astray,
What I was has build who I am,
It's dark, I tripped, and drowning, against all odds, will still muster to wham,
will owe what I had abandoned, he had led a way,
will going to stay, no matter what am not going to betray.

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