Time no longer a question, 'tis an affirmation, A morning dawning the shadows, Parody of smile. What was timeless, Is tiresome, My own paint splashed, All around myself. Writing in a sigh, Mine no longer belonging, Flowing thoughts to words, Lost among laments of my own. Seemingly eternal pointlessness, Price to pay, For being uselessly vain, I think they are right.Birth sign: Aquarius
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