Hayden mccain

A man
tensely
tied to a
tired tempered tower.
...

A faded
carefree fancy
faintly flickering
into view.
...

The stiffened
star strummed streams
of half hummed hopes
and dismally
...

Fantasy frequently fades
into the tender
shattered shades of time.
As the petals
...

Life is like
a blank page
roughly wrinkled
in withering white.
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Strolling through
life without
any meaning
or care.
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We were like the tide
drifting away with our
shallow streams
of dreams.
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Back when
all that laid ahead
were the unheard
tales of time
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