Poem -
A forever faded fancy
Nostalgia is like spider bashfully beckoning you back into it’s wishful woebegone web of memory.
A faded
carefree fancy
faintly flickering
into view .
An ashy
eternal essence
who’s passing
presence
still brightly blooms
out a vulnerable
invigorated voice .
Luring all our
lives together
into the chilled
charred chains
of a choice.
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