Here we are, back in a loop•
Distant souls reconnecting•
Ignoring the whispers of discernment•
Shadows of the past slowly fading away•
An inaudible voice of reason keeps yelling but the silence is too loud•
There's a strong urge to retrograde but yesterday is one day that we are never getting back•
This frozen blood-puming organ needs to defrost•
An icy heart can easily be shattered•
Desperately hoping the voice of reason becomes audible,
Because the shadows of the past are no longer visible under the sun•
©tringer.
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