Your Ancient History

by minsky10   Nov 26, 2008


Silent screams,
And malicious whispers,
We’re falling from our podiums,
And missing our safety net,
Bite the dust and scratch the earth,
Claw the rock and scream your name,
You’re at the bottom, you’ll fall no more.
Why you fell and who you are,
A mystery of frosted glass,
Touch the mirror, stand in awe,
The blinking face through smoky panes,
You’re lying echoes, and broken smiles,
Forgotten memories and cryptic diary,
Morse code messages from ancient history,
You’ve lost it all and left the scene,
You’re gone and finished
Remember that.

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