Timeless

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A pleasant ordeal her mind possessed,
Strong in the dark, lazy with light.
Unaware of what she’d become,
Afraid of what she is.

Standing beneath her thoughts,
She’d try to pluck it down.
The cloud above her sanity,
Cringed with pleasant pain.

Growth of wishes, not even her major hassle,
For she wished her wishes were dead.
She is hurt beyond repair,
But her heart still pumps.

Crying is like an affair,
Weeping is the ecstasy,
Laughing is the enemy,
And screaming is a melody.

Matter existed, not anymore.
Her world – Timeless!
Her thoughts, flourished
With roots, feeble as a burning cigar.

She is blind, but sees her shame,
Pompous, yet secretly sober,
Beauty with pity – Her most loyal employee,
Dying in silence – A misused esteem.

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