Oblivion

Rays of light, coffins of light,
they enlighten me in the oblivion,
running through my flesh,
from side to side,
now that there’s no pain,
neither in being dead
or into pass away everytime,
moment after moment,
that of me remain
only scattered sorrows,
o’er the seesaw world.

Oblivion

Zephirel

Cicciano, Italy

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