Eclipsing Worlds of Scorn
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Impart a new wisdom on me A wisdom beyond tears My companion of fog From dawns long past And homes long lost Reveries like thorns make a border Between heart and begging hand The magma has yet to become glass The glass has yet to hold the fog figure The thousandth to come in my own image And stand and die and stand again And demand retribution For every unjarred ghost A choir of moans Stretching forever it seems And for every jarred ghost A crow To scan the lightless sea And find what it may Grayscale introversion Fractal of fog and failurе Outstretched hands surrounding Take all that I can givе Leaving just this moment And a soul too weak to try Beggars of the past and future Desperation runs wild Unaware of their purgatory Adrift on the sea of black bile Voyage further in With eyes locked straight ahead Don't look at the failed Then might you reach the shore From whence the spirits called And true purpose unveil Trap them where they lay The ghosts of blackest water The casualties of a life consumed by sadness Grayscale introversion Fractal of fog and failure In this precious moment I am forgiven
Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 02, 2026
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