The Persistence of Memory
I posted this on another site before, but I think it might have been a little nihilistic for their tastes. It's just a poem I wrote. Feel free to add to it if you'd like. (And yes, I've taken inspiration from Salvador Dali.)
All is vain that ends in vain
And where is memory in the void?
I am held captive in this brain
A brain too easily destroyed
For everything is temporary
All shall die, and all shall fall
Belief our only sanctuary
From the reaper's silent call
One day I will lose everything
One day there will be no tomorrow
The clock is ticking, whispering that
Love is fleeting, life is borrowed
And where is memory in the void?
I am held captive in this brain
A brain too easily destroyed
For everything is temporary
All shall die, and all shall fall
Belief our only sanctuary
From the reaper's silent call
One day I will lose everything
One day there will be no tomorrow
The clock is ticking, whispering that
Love is fleeting, life is borrowed
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