Ripples in Time

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Toss a small thought,

Only the size of a pebble,

Into a pond of memories,

Its waters muddied with age,

And watch as their ripples

Affect such a fragile, weak dream,

Morphing it into a blurry nightmare.

Wavering sanity cries out to be free

As the world come crashing down,

Trying to flee from its self- made confinement,

Yearning for a bittersweet euphoria

Of sweetly poisoned, false truths,

Instead of being kept prison here,

Trapped in its own haunting past.

Unsure,

Of what to do...

Unsure,

Of how to help...



I sit here and watch


The affect of time ripple.

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