Never Ending
Pensive thoughts
of the unwritten mind
torture the unwilling souls
as they wander day to day.
Never submitting to one
or the other,
they walk as a ghost
in the deepening shadows
of the moon.
Yet, the sun
of a new life
makes thoughts become
more submissable
as death becomes
the inevitable end.
of the unwritten mind
torture the unwilling souls
as they wander day to day.
Never submitting to one
or the other,
they walk as a ghost
in the deepening shadows
of the moon.
Yet, the sun
of a new life
makes thoughts become
more submissable
as death becomes
the inevitable end.
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