Glorify the dead, mock the living,
swim in the nostalgic past,
shrug away in murky shadows,
what's ahead is blurred,
so dive back into
redundant theories,
extended love stories,
Lost facts, ignored characters,
claws of tragic memories dug deep,
the ropes of future hope,
in sight; tangles far away,
Alas, I can't reach by.
Hanging at the last edge in
the deep dark crevice
of my conscious,
I am stuck in a conundrum
of my own mind.
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