20 Minutes 40 Years – Isis 0
Tendrils extend
From the glaring blackness
They slither and slide through the ones and zeros
Prophecy of collapse unfolds
Last grains of sand spiral down the hole
Chance has graced me with a gift
Rest that could be from the dark descent
Sun beats down in hailing rays
In this time of anything
I should pray that through this journey I’m unprepared
I won’t go
Save me now
See your life
I see your life
One. All.
Does he know the way
I wish to stay
See what his aim
Avalanche!
Compromise the road, I will not burn
Pray I’ll always know what they
Those away failing hearts
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