Lost sight of a picture never taken

Lost art of keeping a secret
2020-09-28 00:00:00 (UTC)

Memories

A day to remember, a thing to see.

There’s rememnants of the past scattered through the darkness of technology. Deans in places we’ll never remember... unless we do.

Like shards of glass, those we didn’t know are the sharpest. Find my skin, play my soul.

Thought I knew, but I didn’t. Too blind to see and to deaf to hear. No excuse though. Too late, On my own, but that’s what I always wanted... wasn’t it?




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