Ghosts of The Past
Anthropomorphic, our desire
We beg to know, yet turn and cower
Thoughts that sculpt us lost in darkness
Ghosts of my past
They cross your path
Time the last pass
Cast in old glass
Seedless fruit in drones we seek
Of our future lies we keep
Oh, my mind falls, breathless child born
Old mind, past calls. Future lives fail
Knowing will not ease the fall
With broken bones, the truth dissolves
No more awake than our first hour
Our minds rot and are devoured
We beg to know, yet turn and cower
Thoughts that sculpt us lost in darkness
Ghosts of my past
They cross your path
Time the last pass
Cast in old glass
Seedless fruit in drones we seek
Of our future lies we keep
Oh, my mind falls, breathless child born
Old mind, past calls. Future lives fail
Knowing will not ease the fall
With broken bones, the truth dissolves
No more awake than our first hour
Our minds rot and are devoured
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Writer(s): Valoth Lord
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