quarta-feira, 23 de novembro de 2016

Steadily fading

And the meaning of life
Still hidden somewhere
In the back of your mind
Will soon present itself
Fast and in flashes

And all the books you own
Disappear from your bookshelf
All the pride hung up on the wall
Fall off and break and
No one will notice them

And your closet becomes empty
Leaving just the smell of mold
From your old winter clothes

And your bank account
Will be closed and your money
Will be gone faster than a bullet


And only your actions will remain
Not what you knew or had
Not what you felt or thought
Happily not for so long
Because their memories fade away

Until you can finally vanish


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