I open this page
Skim wings
Slim and delicate
Jar memories of faces
Heart filled with distrust
This terror doesn't die
Vacuum holes where hearts once beat
Can't turn back the sands of time
All alone
No more shadows for faces
No more masks of skulls
The mind shuts out the truth
Fades to blissful haze
Wispy memories remain
Details lost in empty thoughts
Not so interesting today
Frail and human
A mind in slow decay
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