Descent
Now the perfect anecdote for my life,
In unknown lands my destiny parks,
This wound is a bullet, not a knife.
All the foes offer is a snark,
This black potency is rife,
Redemption of brightness has no arc,
So compendious is life.
Step into the ethereal realm of a blog adorned with delicate words and melancholic melodies. Here, amidst the digital tapestry of emotions, you will discover a collection of lofi poems, meticulously crafted to gently caress your soul. Each verse weaves a tale of life's intricate beauty and profound sorrow, inviting you to dive into the depths of human existence.
Now the perfect anecdote for my life,
In unknown lands my destiny parks,
This wound is a bullet, not a knife.
All the foes offer is a snark,
This black potency is rife,
Redemption of brightness has no arc,
So compendious is life.
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