Bold and Daring

We represent out past in such a pure form.

A sort of self-beautification that sweats sin.

The scars we shed tell stories

Of simple times, brilliant times, of those times.

It used to rain on my brief youth like bricks.

A torrent of peace like avalanche laughs.

They came deep but dwell silent like living.

Bold and daring like the dreams we dreamt while dieing.

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