half-past-timeless

Half-past-timeless.

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I sat up last night 

till 

Half-past-timeless,..

counting shadow- sheep

Who's

bleats were lions roars;

wondering if she loves 

Me

Less or More.. 

than the 

eternity

in which

She loved me 

Once before.

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but there is no 

resolution..

or 

Solution.. 

to The Mystery

which

plagues my soul ..

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and even 

now 

(in the eternity of my death) 

i 

am haunted by the cruel 

reminder 

i 

am little more than a fucking 

ghost.

(too dead within to 

even be 

a

Memory.)

J.s.h.