
I let the memory of you kill me,
I join the world of the dead,
I collapse before Lethe,
and to her I bow my head,
with my hands I cradle her release,
and to my mouth I welcome the sweet taste of oblivion,
nothing is left,
just desolation,
I do not seek Mnemosyne or her repair,
I just wander in the emptiness of my mind
Love the expression of this piece.
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Thank you so much! That means a lot coming from you, I love your work.
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You’re welcome, Bella. Thank you! 🖤🖤
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