In Permanence, a memory
Painted onto walls shall never fade.
Bruised, these hidden scars
Derive ignorance, brutality
At never having been touched
Of another soul,
One which bleeds alike, solitude
Regret corrodes into proudness,
Rare trade in dignity, alone,
Petrified of the purified ornaments,
Becoming knowledge
Sought by mantle-kind,
Transparent into this statuette.
The truth of all vanity declared,
Bled too many tears. Now dry
Shall the skin erupt.
In permanence, a memory
Painted onto walls shall never fade.
(by Mr_Wombat)
Painted onto walls shall never fade.
Bruised, these hidden scars
Derive ignorance, brutality
At never having been touched
Of another soul,
One which bleeds alike, solitude
Regret corrodes into proudness,
Rare trade in dignity, alone,
Petrified of the purified ornaments,
Becoming knowledge
Sought by mantle-kind,
Transparent into this statuette.
The truth of all vanity declared,
Bled too many tears. Now dry
Shall the skin erupt.
In permanence, a memory
Painted onto walls shall never fade.
(by Mr_Wombat)
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