Cold memories drenched in the dark of life,
As I strolled past the memories from midnight,
Veiled desires kissed me numb
As I lay seething at the altar of love
Curses of past like barbed wires,
Cobwebs of dreams that were never set on fire,
Visions of ruins that were once sublime
Lay emblazoned in the memoirs of time
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