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Written by: Morbid Melancholy Nawtika Saer'rac, the Crone
Date: Monday, August 2nd, 2004
Addressed to: Everyone
The fire is dying
and the passion is slipping away
in the midst
of Time
Faint images and long forgotten faces
of the past
haunt the reality of the present
so much left to do
but unable to grasp in these hands
desparation
to find what I can't remember losing
it's all fading into the dense fog of the past
slowly descending
forsaken by youth
I remain
captured by Time
Penned by my hand on the 19th of Chronos, in the year 369 AF.
_Untitled_
Written by: Morbid Melancholy Nawtika Saer'rac, the Crone
Date: Monday, August 2nd, 2004
Addressed to: Everyone
The fire is dying
and the passion is slipping away
in the midst
of Time
Faint images and long forgotten faces
of the past
haunt the reality of the present
so much left to do
but unable to grasp in these hands
desparation
to find what I can't remember losing
it's all fading into the dense fog of the past
slowly descending
forsaken by youth
I remain
captured by Time
Penned by my hand on the 19th of Chronos, in the year 369 AF.