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Falling through an hourglass

Living
Like this will be the last sunrise  
 
Truth  
Nobody gets out alive  
 
 
 
 
He masks a little better than most  
Internal and external wounds pushed aside  
Like atlas shrugs
 the world's suffering  
He buried the pain deep away  
in tiny compartmentalised boxes  
Locked away with skeleton key  
 
Caught in the maelstrom of the dead crush  
Last minute stay of execution  
 
 
A thin reprieve  
Merrily merrily  
Life is but a dream
Written by Carpe_Noctem
Published
Author's Note
Emptiness and non existence
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