
Feelings cemented in,
Nights of wakefulness crossed
Days of nightmares endured
Dreams innumerable, dreamed consciously
Only favors wanted given
Those resented never remembered
Actions suppressed by the mere thought
Of pains that will be shared
Stones of cults belonged to
Imbibed somewhere deep within
Passing along messages in words
Whispers spoken by the heart
Periods of moods indulged in
Never remembered long after
Forgotten with a force
Taken out with the urge to do so
Never to know soulfully
What is really wanted
What is really needed
What is really right
Just to pass on hopefully
All the days that should go
So as to exist in here
Without life, Without soul....
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