Let Me Disappear. . .

afterglow backlit beautiful crescent moon

Sometimes I wish the world would let me disappear.

Suck my life into the endless abyss of the cosmos.

Would there be a difference?

With the cold enveloping my body and mind, I recall a distant memory of mine.

When the world was pure and clean.

When we weren’t afraid of death.

But the only death was of old age.

I think back and remember.

But now, I’ve forgotten. . .





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