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If We Erase Memories

No dreams, if we erase memories
but that is the way times goes
From somewhere in twilight
the dark of night unfurled

A silence of whispers echoing
cellos of melancholia's soul
and the rustling of a ghost
of my eucharist in death's bed  

Like the rhythm of the rain
falling down on my pain
chatoyant eyes stroke my ego
of her contagious fellatio

Walking upright this sable night      
with the raven's winged, dark kite
no dreams, if we erase memories
but that is the way times goes
Written by adagio
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