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The Mortality Of Time
This playground
Now overgrown
Looks so sad
In its disrepair
Silent despair
This place
I learned to laugh
Found happiness
In the simple
Innocent things
Now i've forgotten
Those days
Echoes that taunt
The misery
I have collected
Will i ever
Have the chance
To smile again
Tho i've beaten
Millions of hurtful heartbeats
The vacancy
Behind my eyes
Feelings of abandonment
Tighten around
My chest
I let the world
Trample on the past
Old eyes carry
Unshed tears
Waiting to fall
Now overgrown
Looks so sad
In its disrepair
Silent despair
This place
I learned to laugh
Found happiness
In the simple
Innocent things
Now i've forgotten
Those days
Echoes that taunt
The misery
I have collected
Will i ever
Have the chance
To smile again
Tho i've beaten
Millions of hurtful heartbeats
The vacancy
Behind my eyes
Feelings of abandonment
Tighten around
My chest
I let the world
Trample on the past
Old eyes carry
Unshed tears
Waiting to fall
Published 29th Nov 2020
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Your words, razor sharp and searing. I am that little boy of the past, innocent and joyful... only to morph into the man remembering with such sadness and pain. You are a master at conveying all of this LARGE emotional response within the little space of your words... it's a fucking talent, my lovely friend... soo beautifully haunting and THIS is one of the many reasons why I say you set the bar, like you do.
I'm feeling this to my bones.
💜🌹💜🌹💜
xoxo
B
I'm feeling this to my bones.
💜🌹💜🌹💜
xoxo
B
29th Nov 2020 4:54pm
29th Nov 2020 4:55pm
29th Nov 2020 5:11pm
Your talent is irrefutable. You are just going to have to accept it along with all the praise. :)
30th Nov 2020 1:04am
2nd Dec 2020 5:22am
This is so palpable of today's current events. The title is of a final end to the repetitive cycles we once knew and a blank page for tomorrows. Very poignant write :)
