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Flashcards
The divergence of my mind weeps like the willow,
craving for tranquility inside, etching the walls of my mind.
Tormenting me at night, every time I close my eyes.
Lucid dreams of you cascade through the astral realms -
allowing recognition, my heart is still bound -
to the fragrance of you, the fragments of us.
The broken shards of credence,
are the Misspoken words of fading dust -
like flashcards our memories -
slowly decay, begin to rust.
© Words Of Anthrax
craving for tranquility inside, etching the walls of my mind.
Tormenting me at night, every time I close my eyes.
Lucid dreams of you cascade through the astral realms -
allowing recognition, my heart is still bound -
to the fragrance of you, the fragments of us.
The broken shards of credence,
are the Misspoken words of fading dust -
like flashcards our memories -
slowly decay, begin to rust.
© Words Of Anthrax
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