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The Dawn of Goodbye...
Memories...
roam, incessant
back
n' forth
a caged lion...
The ache,
ever gnawin'
Eyes
feebly attempt
arrest
of downpour...
Yet fact remains,
for what little
time...
what little held
The hope,
The too soon gone
joy...
pumped air
life,
youth...
into a nobody
worth holdin'
caged inside
those "4 priceless chambers..."
roam, incessant
back
n' forth
a caged lion...
The ache,
ever gnawin'
Eyes
feebly attempt
arrest
of downpour...
Yet fact remains,
for what little
time...
what little held
The hope,
The too soon gone
joy...
pumped air
life,
youth...
into a nobody
worth holdin'
caged inside
those "4 priceless chambers..."
Published 18th Apr 2018
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18th Apr 2018 11:58pm
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19th Apr 2018 3:39am
So artfully crafted, I have yet to settle on which of two interpretations I have read into this.
Well done as always, Poe.
Well done as always, Poe.
Anonymous
19th Apr 2018 3:57am
Hey Poet........thought provoking ink.......do memories truly fade away or do we learn to to think them as much.......intriguing.......enjoyed.....purple luv & hugs xo :)
2nd May 2018 2:04pm
those "4 priceless chambers..."
heavy anchor to some very provoking words bro..
heavy anchor to some very provoking words bro..
