Weak Intervention
Today is a flitting phantom of what tomorrow will be
Crossed in between sheets of dawning imperceptivity
Yesterday left without a trace of her uncomely demise
Shoving fused dreams through taut joy barely realized
Flirting with demons who dance in and out of noxious time
Playing uncharted music of recompense so out of rhyme
When do we grasp what we can't see of uncharitable fate
While wasted regurgitated zealous flaunted moments reinstate
Crossed in between sheets of dawning imperceptivity
Yesterday left without a trace of her uncomely demise
Shoving fused dreams through taut joy barely realized
Flirting with demons who dance in and out of noxious time
Playing uncharted music of recompense so out of rhyme
When do we grasp what we can't see of uncharitable fate
While wasted regurgitated zealous flaunted moments reinstate
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