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by Obscure   Jun 15, 2023


Perhaps in another lifetime I'd let myself be held
While tears shine like starlight on the tabletop
Snatched from orbit, plunged into a supernova
Time drips from my tainted fingertips

I feel the deterioration spreading
Shall I mourn the end without companionship?
Who else could voice the epilogue
That my words fail to convey?

Years fall like teardrops from Fate's eyes
And words slip like hourglass sand
Whispering of what we could become
But I yearn for the promise of rest

My longing has stripped me bare
Yet I won't let you see me shiver
Perhaps it is a blessing that I'll end
Before you see the rot in me

Oh my lovely
We're down to less than 6

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