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Flippant Futures to Pertinent Pasts
Tears encrusted in sleep-dried gems rain down upon your spread.
The same of times from whence you came are all but dormant in your head.
The regicidal stains upon your malignantly healthy conscience
Inspire a take of, for your sake, this perpetually deemed nonsense.
Crowning times of memories adored, leaves the more to be subservient.
Like a shade of hue hidden above a distant blue blaze of contrast,
Search not for the replication of irretrievable past pleasantries,
But search for the threads of hard earned tapestries
So to waltz at a quicker pace for perfection.
Your stagnancy of emotion lingers indefinitely, and will continue to
If you will continuously try to construe these memories you accrue.
Breed lightness of dark and the darkness of outside
Or doomed be you to misuse your time to bide.
