thought
the autumn of life chips at what was mine,
am I insane or just lost in the sands of time.
another day unfolds as the waters are deep,
lost my soul know all i do is sit and weep.
remembering the time when love was all new,
who would have ever thought that the luster would undo.
spoken words that never drop from my head,
are better left in the past as they have fallen dead.
the ride goes on as i see all of lives faces,
whom would have thought that i would fall from all graces.
yesterdays thoughts have turned to faded ghost,
now all my words are done as the nus tightens around my throat.
the days go by as i drift into mortal unthinkable sin,
I ponder on the days were we were once called kin.
~Inkmaster~
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