darkness sinks in, creeps in, slinks and steals in,
deep in
seeping over babies sleeping
wrapping its arm around me
quietly we stroll
reverberations of the past reminding me
of who I want to be
ought to be
who I struggle against, who struggles against me
penny forthwith we see
too much time
not enough time to me
~S.I.M.
deep in
seeping over babies sleeping
wrapping its arm around me
quietly we stroll
reverberations of the past reminding me
of who I want to be
ought to be
who I struggle against, who struggles against me
penny forthwith we see
too much time
not enough time to me
~S.I.M.
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