Your mind is the stopwatch of memories.
A cycle of scenarios past that cannot be undone, remembered for clarification and replayed for adherence.
Here it is found whether we find ourselves repeating those times, or simple existing through them.
We must take that time back and live for what little we have left. Lest we live everyday, wishing to regain time lost.
Lest we wish to live, only to exist.
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Poems Of A Lost Soul
PoetryWelcome to my collection of gothic poetry. I as long as i have pain, i will continue to add more. Critique me all you want,it will help me create something that will actually one day be called true gothic poetry.
