Foto do artista Sepulchrum

Travelling Through The Past


Regression marks my path
Regret rears its head
The old is renewed
The past is remade

Fortune lies buried here
Trampled under foot
By those who forgot
Like you and i

I have never been this far out upon the open plains
Memories are strewn about like discarded lives
One of these is known to me and needs to be remembered

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