I can hear your voice
Silently
Yesterday, a creeping sound
Forever a silent call
I was reaching out from a distant past
Clinging on to the memories of what we were
Who I was when you held me
Abyss
Midnight; the brightest stars
My darkest hour
Lost in the darkness
This is an ebony madness
A solitary time
Console me
Abyss
Redeem me
Gazing from an ivory tower
Sinking into the saline blue-greenness
Hollow writhing by the river banks
Wilting willow
Abyss
Silence
Theorie de ma Connaissance
- Aoise Minjiba
- Randomness & Silence. The Inquisitor & The Anarchist. In a time-space continuum, spinning a warped reality. Relativity and Authenticity. Authentique mais pas vrai. Esprit. L'existence ou l'essence.
I really like this, however, given the way you think i'm not too sure if you're talking about what I'm thinking about...regardless, I like it
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