Of Threadbare Memory (Lyric Form)
by MyNAh_27
Tears flow in torrents,
spasmodic gulp and shiver,
I weep aloud,
when haunted by,
some moonlight ghost resemblance,
my dead cousin’s,
fleeting angel halo,
to the fore,
shrouded in a haze,
of mournful rupture,
knowing that our deepest wounds,
precede the grim acknowledgement,
of threadbare memory,
feeble consolation as,
we quietly sulk,
we dull persistent ache,
with fond ephemera,
evanescent lifespan’s meek,
recall for bygone echo,
a funeral cortège hymn,
beneath our mortal passage
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