death
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Time’s Silent Devourer
Time marches on—unyielding, blind, and deaf to cries.Is it a circle, infinite? Does God linger, watching beyond its edge?Within the ticking gears of clocks is the slow erosion of progress.Each fleeting second gnaws at my skin,Tearing me closer, closer—ever nearer… Continue reading
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My Sweet Forgotten
First, your breath falters, oxygen abandonedMetabolism shudders to a dreadful silenceEnzymes awaken in the stillness,Softly unraveling cell by cell, asLivor mortis blooms beneath your skin,A bruised flower of purple, spreading Rigor mortis clenches your limbs in finality,Tissues soften, surrendering to… Continue reading



