Constant Rewind

Constant Rewind
Form: Deibide Baise Fri Toin

In darkness
With clarity and starkness
We see the light meant to be
Free
Of fashion
As senses breathe with passion
And the old words of romance
Dance
But instead
The past endlessly reread
A mind on constant rewind
Blind
We survive
But never to be alive
For love to be it’s too late
Hate

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