In Time

A mellow pulse through my veins,

Paralysed once again,

A shallow drift beneath my lungs.


I feel the lights as they keep me warm.


Every eye that meets with mine,

Those colours , they seem so bright,

Tragically fading


I hope this life hasnt been wasting

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remember what have

remember what have offered

not what you suffered


nice poem

nessie's picture

Thank you :)

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