it remains but a distant memory
all the grandeur of the past
but all i can do in this bleak present
is reminisce the things that turned to dust
all the grandeur of the past
but all i can do in this bleak present
is reminisce the things that turned to dust
2 Comments:
true story about life
Your future unfurls it's splendor. All you can do in this bleak present is reminisce, and grasp. You're doing well, my dearest friend :)
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