Should I compare;
It to the Ozone Layer?
Though it's not rare,
It thirsts for a demon slayer;
For it devours slowly,
Taking in the taste of my being,
I crave for something Divine and Holy,
For the safety of my well-being.
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Whiffs Of NostAlgiA
Poetry...memories , memories, memories.. that's all they are now isn't it...
