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Sleeping Pools Of Memories
Don't bleed for me scalpel of night
echo screaming through Goth
in old sleeping pools of memories
not falling far from the mother tree
sinking in Twilight's reaching arms
swallowed in hymns as vision fails
neath the veil, nearer bog to thee
cursing the dawn's woven limbs
as the worms charm my mind
echo screaming through Goth
in old sleeping pools of memories
not falling far from the mother tree
sinking in Twilight's reaching arms
swallowed in hymns as vision fails
neath the veil, nearer bog to thee
cursing the dawn's woven limbs
as the worms charm my mind
Published 21st May 2023
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