Patience wares you
aloofness precedes you
adjacent to the remorse
besides you lay nothing.
A figure, re taunts, the
on going madness
that is only left, to remain.
an object of great detain
blest who escapes
shadows inch behind you,
far beyond the dimmest light
a haunt waits for you
proceeding you further
into the night
a laughing cry
swallow's you
bringing you at ease
a show of relinquished regrets
lightens the forgetting way
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