A SOMBER FUNERAL - Forsaken Youth

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In the air a summer breeze Yet gripped by a sequence that will not release Depression coils with venomous might My heart ensnared, bound in blight Haunted by youth's fading tune A life in ruins beneath the noon The past a phantom drawing near Feeding on sorrow, birthing fear Forgotten days they clutch and claw Scraping through the bones of all I saw A child lost, a soul betrayed In the maze of time, I fell and strayed My youth a realm forever crushed Haunted still by ruins hushed In depths where silent nightflowers loom I am the architect of my own tomb Beneath the weight of dread unbound A shattered mind, no light is found Seeking solace in tears that fall Yet no hand answers, no voice calls Through veils of time, a scream resounds Faint echoes where no hope is found Dreams are ash in ruin's wake Where soul and shadow bend and break Forgotten days they clutch and claw Scraping through the bones of all I saw A child lost, a soul betrayed In the maze of time, I fell and strayed My youth a realm forever crushed Haunted still by ruins hushed In depths where silent nightflowers loom I am the architect of my own tomb Seasons fade, but wounds remain A silent witness to endless pain Dreams eroded by the sands of time A light condemned for forgotten crimes Forsaken youth, in darkness drowned Whispers of the past that only I hear Regret and longing, a mournful cry Beneath the ashen, weeping sky In the void of summer's fleeting grace A spirit lost, finds its place With every breath, the past entwined Youth once gone, in darkness confined Forgotten days they clutch and claw Scraping through the bones of all I saw A child lost, a soul betrayed In the maze of time, I fell and strayed My youth a realm forever crushed Haunted still by ruins hushed In depths where silent nightflowers loom I am the architect of my own tomb
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