Nostalgic, overbearing, considerably obsolete
Bored fast and gathered up
Put out way before the feast
Retribution vindicated
Not useless but no meaning still
Blind eyes, clouded mind, nothing’s clear
Justice is infracted, I cannot sleep
Nights an empty phase, the morning will be destitute.
So, I splatter ink upon this page, and wait for time to cave.
mythoughtspill.com 
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