Doom and Gloom
Insipid - Poem by Doom and Gloom
Can you see a transformation deep within my eyes?
A departing of imagination, something slowly dies
Insipid languor has removed all passion from my mind
A renovation of my thoughts that leaves me undefined
Something is retiring and nothing takes its place
Nothing is inspiring and something’s been erased
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