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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: This One's For The Outcasts


A lament on the inner self getting hollow with time off all the pain it contains.

Submitted: February 12, 2018

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From songs of joy to rhymes of sorrow.
From savored past to fascinating 'morrow.
Eyes sparkle, glitter, smiling in innocence.
That's the moment from time I seek to borrow.
 
Moments to behold, a time to cherish.
Immortal sensation from minutes that perish.
Perishing parts of a turbulent heart.
Drawn out, reflected inscribed 'fore they vanish.
 
Scribbles into words, drawn into art.
Endlessly flowing with a ticking quart.
Fed as ink eternal into a transient nib,
Heartfelt from a bleeding void in my heart.
 
A void in life, a void filling life,
Eating it from within the Doveheart.


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