Ensnared Again.

Avoiding the obliteration of regret opens up the decisive days,
That were wrapped into casket shaped yesterday’s
So that the dead that resides in memory
Relives each sordid death,
Pulling the humming strings of our own puppetry,
Abiding the surrender of ourselves to the ghost of joy and the snare of misery.

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