The tragedy
of times passage.
Nothing but moments
that linger,
in fading minds
Slowly evolving,
contorting,
twisting
to memories,
false.
Imperfect,
summations of the past.
As if,
we had never lived them
at all.
David W. R. Rule
David W. R. Rule
The tragedy
of times passage.
Nothing but moments
that linger,
in fading minds
Slowly evolving,
contorting,
twisting
to memories,
false.
Imperfect,
summations of the past.
As if,
we had never lived them
at all.